Urban Dictionary

So I googled one of my character’s names and what turned up was a link to an Urban Dictionary page where they defined the name. In fact, Urban Dictionary does this. You can type in your name and see what some people have defined it being? As? Grammar fail…. So I looked up my name, Mia and after I was done being flattered by multiple people I looked up all my character’s names and looked for a definition that fit them, and if there wasn’t I needed to find a new name. Here are the ones I chose (I did not write any of them, these come from the geniuses online amongst a million idiots and I think this gives you an idea of some character’s personalities and the ones to come):


A wonderful girl who has turned your whole life around, a girl who has trouble seeing how much love you have for her. A girl who, described what attracts you to her, its “something-you-can’t-quite-describe”. All of your friends tell you “you can do better”, but you still know love, in a strange way, is still there.


One of the sweetest, kindest people you will ever meet. He is intelligent and athletic and insanely popular. He has a great sense of humour and all of the girls love him. He always has time for the little people and he makes everyone feel welcome. He has a powerful sense of justice and has strong morals. He is the sort of person that you will find at your school reunion who is still in great shape and has a successful career and is married to the love of his life.


Noah is just the boy-next-door to some people. But he’s way more to people that stop and figure him out. He’s an extremely talented musician, and very hard-working. He’s too hard on himself most of the time, and he doesn’t know how great he really is. Noah has so many friends that he doesnt’ know what to do with them all. Lots of girls like him, and some are crazy about him, but he’s a free spirit. He loves to travel, and is one day going to change the world somehow.

Tristan (this is the so-so one, only some parts work):
Masculine by definition, weak by choice. Love and hate with unity. Difficult to figure out, so don’t try. he’ll show only what he want you to see, so look deeper. he can read people by their body language, what they say and facial expression. seeks love for completion. he’s ambitious, funny,arrogant, protective, very passionate in everything he expresses. aggressive but gentle, faïencent but brut all at the same damn time.he they like to make points and don’t care too much for details. seems out of control, but be careful they calculate even irrational behavior. he’ll tell you the truth to the best of his wisdom.


1. outright sarcastic but very friendly

2. softhearted

3. compassionate

4. lovable

5. talented in music and arts

So, I didn’t write these (if I had, they would have better punctuation) and I didn’t put up some character’s definitions, but they’re pretty accurate. Tune in for more!
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Writing Dilemma

I originally typed the title as dilemna, but dilemma is the correct spelling. Anyway, I have to admit that I have encountered a problem. I need a name for a girl character in the story! It would be nice if the Urban Dictionary def. fit it, but if you guys have any recommendations or could ask anyone if they did, it would help. Plus, you would get an awesome female character who you named. Thanks guys! Please comment if you do, it would help so much.

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Pow Wow Friday No. 1

Since I decided I should try to write something today, I decided to do a Pow Wow. See, there’s this swimming coach who lets us have Pow Wows in betweens sets and it’s really just a time to relax and answer questions, so I should try to post about one. I would usually ask people to comment on what questions should be on the post next Friday, but since I don’t have any commenters because it’s the first one, I chose some.

What are you afraid of?

I don’t have any phobias, but I don’t like tight spaces. I hate parasites (who likes them anyway?), but the biggest is missing out on life. People always have those amazing life moments where they did something crazy and felt like champions. You don’t want to be the one who wasn’t there.

What kind of music do you like and how does it affect your writing?

I can’t define my taste in music with one word. I like pop but I’m not super mainstream. If you looked at my favorite songs playlist there would be: pop, rock, alternative, instrumental symphony sounds, etc. Music affects everybody’s writing! I got my inspiration for the story I’m writing from a song and some pictures online. The song is called “What Happened to Me” and even though it’s not my usual jam it makes me think of how you grow as a person. It was also featured in a fan trailer for a story I read online that was very… touching. Maybe I should post the link later…. So it’s kind of the song that gets me in the mood to write another chapter.

What would be the perfect scene in a book/movie?

For me? Hmm, if a story I wrote was converted to movie form in my mind. Let’s say we’re talking romance-y and there were two characters who you want to be together but they’re too shy. It would be a first kiss scene when the sun is setting or it’s dark out and they’ re in the street alone (don’t worry, nothing bad is going to happen) and they’re saying “It won’t work out” after one date. Okay, fine, maybe I’m copying One Tree Hill (a show I have not seen myself) when I say that “I Dare You To Move” by Switchfoot is playing in the background. Then the girl nods and turns to walk away with tears in her eyes and just as the chorus is coming in, the guy is like “wait” and kisses her. That’s just such a beautiful moment to me. Since this answer is too long, I’ll have to wait for other kinds of perfect scenes later.

And… that’s it! I hope you guys comment because I’m running low on inspiration for questions and it will be very awkward if next Friday rolls by with no comments. I should probably post more about music or the links to the songs.

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Writing Pet Peeves I: Love Triangles

Alright, since I have the sudden urge to really write right now, I have to share a very specific thing that I can’t stand. Hopefully I won’t run out of them before I’ve made at least four. Haha, since there’s not a lot of people reading I can post a lot of random junk that doesn’t have to do with my writing, a lot like how celebrities post random stuff that nobody cares about on their Twitter, yet there are a lot of people who follow them and like them anyway. I’m looking at you Ryan Lochte (can we even call those tweets? They isn’t a single one that makes sense or is worth writing). I might have to do a whole post on this later.

So, back to the point- pet peeves. And I will start on a big one: love triangles. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking: How can you hate love triangles? SOOO much drama (yeah, I did those in all caps on purpose and multiple O’s, another one of my pet peeves) and cute ships! Uh, okay, correct me if I’m wrong but love triangles do sell and are perfect for fangirling over but they’re infuriating to read about. I swear, I almost couldn’t make it through the Hunger Games trilogy without wanting to scream at Katniss: “Peeta is nice and really in love with you, Gale is a jerk who is selfish and horrible. How is it even a question?” That’s not it. In most love triangles, where there is one girl and two guys, the girl is always really indecisive and annoying, repeating the golden “Ooh, but they’re just SOOO cute.” Okay, that’s excusable for the first few days (I’m saying this because I had to help someone with this problem. It was not pretty, folks). But then it gets annoying because both guys end up charming her again and again.

Now let’s get started on the predictable situation here: there’s always going to be the sweet, good guy and the bad boy who’s irresistibly attractive no matter how horrible he is. Step one: Meet both guys. Step two: Whine over them. Step Three: Good guy shows jerky side, bad boy shows nice side. Step Four: Choose bad boy and live happily ever after. This is where I can respect the Hunger Games trilogy. But I’m right, right? It’s a tweaked version with the rare occasion where there’s two girls and a guy. After the huge fight between the girls, the guy chooses one girl and usually ends up with the other. Make up your mind!

Now I’ve heard that people think I’m a hypocrite because I read a book where there’s two people really in love but one of them is probably going to end up with another person. It may have been a book I felt really passionate about, but it wasn’t a love triangle! It was two people who couldn’t be together, right? Man, it’s late, and if you’re still here with me I am worn out from typing in so many feelings.



Chapter I: Welcome to Persky

Alright, so I took down my intro because the about was… more important? I don’t know… So here is the first chapter (or the first part of the first chapter of a story) and I hope you like it, if anyone sees it… make suggestions? Recommendations for how the story should go ( I really didn’t plan at all. I do have characters though! Yay! Okay, to the point!)


                    Blair Henle pushed through the large wooden double doors, grunting as she did so. Her bright blue suitcase was firmly planted in her left hand as she attempted to open the heavy doors with her right. The challenges of Persky Academy: getting through the doors Blair thought glumly, if only one of Father’s bodyguards were here- Blair quickly shook off the thought. The last thing she needed was for the people to think that she was one of the spoiled rich girls that hadn’t learned to do anything herself. Blair expected to grow in high school to be able to get the education she would need for her future work in her father’s line of business. The last thing she needed was to be labeled as one of Persky’s whiny aristocrats. No, she needed to prove to herself that she was above stereotypes, above the norm.

                   Silly high school dramas- who am I going to be? Uhh… it’s all so annoying, isn’t it? Blair mentally groaned as she stumbled into the lobby of her new school for the next three years as one of Persky’s new sophomores. The lobby’s view was enough to take anyone’s breath away- the polished marble floors gleamed and reflected the high, graceful arches of the ceiling with gold patterns inlaid and polished statues from the second floor level leaning in. In the center of the large circular room a white fountain spurted streams of water from its sides. Around the circular lobby there were multiple hallways that branched off and lush carpeted spiral staircases.

                  Blair stopped abruptly in the entrance and stopped to admire the view, turning in a small circle. A small smile lit up her face, wonder in her light brown eyes. Blair had seen mansions and impressive structures but she had never seen anything like… well this.

                  A voice cut through Blair’s moment of quiet, one as sharp and abrasive as a chain saw, “Hey- ponytail!” Blair turned to see a guy, around seventeen  with the most devious grin in the world and mischievous grey-green eyes. His strawberry-blond hair was spiked and mussed around and he wore a loose black t-shirt. Oh, he’s the kid that’s always doing stupid stunts and never gets in trouble, even though everybody knows he’s the one who did it, isn’t he? Blair thought with a mental eye-roll. His whole appearance screamed ‘trouble’- it was almost as if he was trying too hard. “Whatcha doing standing in the middle of the lobby, blocking everyone else from getting in?” He raised an eyebrow and smirked, stuffing his small hands into the pockets of his dark skinny jeans.  Blocking everyone from- practically nobody’s here yet! It’s three days before the start of the school year and most of the students arrive tomorrow!

                  “My apologies,” Blair gritted her teeth, trying to shove the less-than-pleasant words down her throat. “But I wasn’t aware that I was blocking anyone, much less a  jerk who expects people to move by insulting them.”

                   The boy’s eyes glinted with amusement that made Blair think he was younger than she initially thought he was- around her age. He started cackling in such an exaggerated way that made Blair wonder if he was serious. “Well, you’re better than half of the other pretty, spoiled rich girls that come here. You actually can talk, blondie!’

                    Pretty? Blair didn’t know how to respond. “Uh, thanks?” Maybe? 

                    “Anyway, name’s Jeremy D’Armentieres. I guess I’ll see you around here this year… unless, of course, you don’t want me to,” he said with a  wink. Jeremy grinned and sauntered away, leaving Blair in the lobby alone, at least for the time being before everyone else arrived.

                    Blair tightened her light blonde ponytail, smoothed down her neat blouse and mentally braced herself to go to one of the administration offices to find out where she would be staying for the next school year.

                      Mitchell had groaned when his parents had insisted that he attend Persky, the school that harbored students who were the epitome of perfection, grace and high-status, all of the things that Mitchell’s parents wanted him to be, even though he just wasn’t.

                       “Lyngleys are a long line of important, wealthy people,” his father had said, “and you should be grateful that you have the opportunity to go to one of the best schools in the world.” So, Mitchell had to say goodbye to all of his friends and his comfortable life in Southern California to move across the country to the east coast to go to high school for the next three years. He had no idea what to expect and wasn’t looking forward to the prospect of making new friends and having to start over.

                        As soon as he got out of the cab he took a moment to admire the tall marble pillars and the steps outside of Persky- not his scene but it wasn’t too bad for a school. He held his two large suitcases in his hands and made his way to the large doors of the school. He threw them open with ease and gaped at the majestic view of the lobby, just as stunned as every other new student. As soon as he got over the astounding view he sighed and thought about how much his old gaming buddies and jock friends would love to stay here. Mitchell straightened his back, just like his father told him: “Stand like a man!”

                      With his back straight, Mitchell headed into the building and the next chapter of his life.

                        “I’m sorry, Miss… what was it again?”

                        “Henle,” Blair replied, feeling a more than a little frustrated with the young secretary, Miss Rechard. Blair had spent about an hour wandering around the campus (apparently there were multiple student offices for each grade, and found herself in the boy’s dorm,  not to mention the school was as large as a university campus). She was about ready to pass out in the middle of the infuriatingly beautiful and clean floors of the school.

                         “Henle, Henle! Of course!” Miss Rechard replied, tossing her dyed blonde hair before opening one of the many cabinets below her desk and shuffling through loads of files, all while humming a medley of Katy Perry songs. Blair half- expected her to suddenly say “Henle? Like Gordon Henle, the legendary trader and owner of his own multi-million company?” but Blair shook off the thought. Miss Rechard wasn’t exactly the brightest crayon in the box.

                          Her mind is probably filled with life-threatening questions like if the American Idol tour will come to New York so she can gush about all of the male contestants Blair thought darkly, while tapping her foot impatiently, finding it in time with Katy Perry’s “Teenage Dream”.

                           “Ah, Henle! Henle, Henle, Henle, here it is!” Miss Rechard exclaimed, pulling out a thin file and opening it, taking out a slip of paper. Blair took it, reluctantly thanked Miss Rechard and stepped out of the office. Blair glanced at the thin slip of paper in her hand:

        Room 274

     Lara Elion

                             Hoping for the best, expecting the worst, Blair set off to find Room 274.

Haha, okay. So I know it’s hard to tell where this is going but the story is coming in bits and pieces. I can’t take Jeremy seriously, that little devilish hilarious guy. But what do we know about Mitchell? Or the rest of the un-introduced characters? And who is this Lara character? Dun, dun, dun… so, I also didn’t really take the time to proofread so… yeah. Give suggestions or drop it completely?

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