Got new books for Christmas, so here's all the books in my now updated bookshelf:
A Northern Light, by Jennifer Donnelly
A Midsummer Night's Dream, by William Shakespeare
Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, by Lewis Carroll
Anne Frank: the biography, by Melissa Mueller
Antony and Cleopatra, by William Shakespeare
Autobiography of a Yogi, by Paramhansa Yogananda
The Awakening And Selected Stories, by Kate Chopin
Bhagavad Gita: Introduced and Translated, by Eknath Easwaran
Brave New World, by Aldous Huxley
The Canterbury Tales, by Geoffrey Chaucer
Chocolat, by Joanne Harris
Emily Dickinson Poems, compiled by Brenda Hillman
Gandhi: An Autobiography: The Story Of My Experiments With Truth, by Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi
The Holy Bible, King James Version
Hamlet, by William Shakespeare
Hindi Dictionary & Phrasebook, by Todd Scudiere
Images of The Beatles, by Tim Hill
Jane Eyre, by Charlotte Bronte
Japanese-English/English-Japanese Dictionary, by Seigo Nakao
Julius Caesar, by William Shakespeare
The Lord of the Rings, by J.R.R. Tolkien
Mahabharata, as retold by William Buck
Merchant of Venice, by William Shakespeare
Only Companion: Japanese Poems of Love and Longing, translated by Sam Hamill
Othello, by William Shakespeare
Plath: Poems Selected by Diane Wood Middlebrook
The Poetry of Pablo Neruda, compiled by Ilan Stavans
Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen
Ramayana: A Modern Retelling of the Great Epic, by Ramesh Menon
Sense And Sensibility, by Jane Austen
Sikhism: A Teach It Yourself Book, by W. Owen Cole
Speak, by Laurie Halse Anderson
Tao Te Ching, by Lao Tzu
The Scarlet Letter, by Nathaniel Hawthorne
The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, by Mark Twain
The Complete Collection of Sherlock Holmes Novels and Short Stories, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
The Complete Works of Shakespeare
The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, by Edward Gibbon
The Harsh Cry of the Heron, by… somebody I can’t remember
The Tao of Pooh, by Benjamin Hoff
The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying, by Sogyal Rinpoche
Treasure Island, by Robert Louis Stevenson
Twelfth Night, by William Shakespeare
Where the Sidewalk Ends, by Shel Silverstein



Weehaw, Merry Christmas, Hannukah, Kwanzaa, and a very belated Blessed Eid!

Mmkay, so I keep having this recurring dream, sound? It goes like this, every time:

It starts with I'm sitting in a lunch-room in an ornate schoolhouse or something, talking to my my friends, and a strange Apollo-like fellow is sitting at the table, talking to us about his brother-thing and how he was stuck in a "floating dream". That's when my dream flashes to the image of a black figure and a gray, dead-looking angel. All of a sudden, I exit the building to be standing in a vast field, the sky dark with rain clouds, and the grass meeting a wheat-field to my left. I see a beautiful golden angel, male or female, flying over my head with unmoving wings, the sound of bees or other sort of whooshing coming from somewhere, possibly from the angel. Suddenly some sort of blackness is seen before them, and their goldenness flakes away, like ash on a half-burned log, leaving their clothing gray and their face nothing but a dead skeleton. Their body thuds to the ground and the Apollo-angel man is suddenly next to me, and he greets me. Then, I wake up.

That. Is the most.... epic dream I have ever had, and yet it's always unresolved. I'm thinking of writing something around it, perhaps the utenzi I haven't written yet for my Poetic Styles from Around the World project. That's a Kenyan epic poem style, and it'd be perfect for telling a story around my dream. Perhaps I should make illustrations for it too.

What do you think? Any suggestions on how to expand it? Who is this Apollo figure? Is he good? Is he evil? What is this blackness, who was the gold angel? Why the crap was I in that workshop.


Engage!

001. Real name? – Lindsay-Christine
002. Nickname(s)? - George (Harrison... long story)
003. Zodiac sign? - Capricorn
004. Male or female? - Female, I hope
005. Elementary? - École élémentaire Marie-Curie
006. Middle School? - ...I honestly can't remember.
007. High School? - École secondaire Gabriel-Dumont
008. Hair color? - Brown
009. Long or short? - Almost to my shoulder-blades
010. Loud or Quiet? - Loud if I have something to say. If you're just talking to me, I mumble.
011. Sweats or Jeans? - Jeans
012. Phone or Camera? - Camera!
013. Health freak? - Junk food junkie, though I try not to eat TOO much of it.
014. Drink or Smoke? - No
015. Do you have a crush on someone? - Not anybody I know. Actors abound, though.
016. Eat or Drink? - Eat?
017. Piercings? - Gettin' 'em pierced for the first time on my birthday.
018. Tattoos? - No. Ouch.


HAVE YOU EVER?

019. Been in an airplane? - When I was, like, two.
020. Been in a car accident? - My mom's car got the bumper smashed in while we were driving to our new home in 1998.
021. Been in a fist fight? - Nope.


FIRSTS:

022. First piercing? - See answer on "Piercings?"
023. First best friend? - Joshua
025. First award? - I think my first was for getting perfect attendance in middle school.
026. First crush? - Joshua Something-or-other in middle school (not my friend)
028. First big vacation? - Never been on vacation.


LASTS:

029. Last person you talked to? - Jacob.
030. Last person you texted? - Don't text.
031. Last person you watched a movie with? My sister.
032. Last food you ate? - Quesadilla.
033. Last movie you watched? - Hotel Rwanda.
034. Last song you listened to? - Jenny Wren- Paul McCartney
035. Last thing you bought? - 100 Grand candy bar.
036. Last person you hugged? - My mom.


FAVES:

037. Food? - Tandoori chicken
038. Drinks? - Chai
039. Clothing? - Skirts. <3
040. Book? - Too many to say just one.
041. Music? - Too many to say just one.
042. Flower? - Iris
043. Colors? - Certain shades of green
044. Movies? - Amadeus, Gandhi, Out of Africa, A Hard Day's Night
045. Shoes? - Whatever fits me.
046. Subjects? - History, art

IN THE PAST YEAR I ... :

047. [ ] kissed in the snow
048. [x] celebrated Halloween
049. [x] had your heart broken
050. [ ] went over the minutes on your cell phone
051. [ ] someone questioned your sexual orientation
052. [ ] came out of the closet
053. [ ] gotten pregnant
054. [ ] had an abortion
055. [X] done something you've regretted
056. [ ] broke a promise
057. [X] hid a secret
058. [X] pretended to be happy
059. [ ] met someone who changed your life
060. [ ] pretended to be sick
061. [ ] left the country (BIG TIME)
062. [ ] tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it
063. [X] cried over the silliest thing (when DON'T I?)
064. [ ] ran a mile
065. [ ] went to the beach with your best friend
066. [x] stayed single the whole year (single since 1990, babeh)

CURRENTLY:
067. Eating? - Quesadilla... very slowly.
068. Drinking? - Nothing.
069. I'm about to? - Write or draw, I can't decide.
070. Listening to? - Jiya Jale Na Jale- Asha Bhosle
071. Plans for today/tomorrow? - Write.
072. Waiting for? - Christmas.
YOUR FUTURE:
073. Want kids? - Yes. Good golly, yes.
074. Want to get married? - I hope someone comes along for me, but if I never get married, I'm not gonna die over it.
075. Careers in mind? - Primatologist/poet

WHICH IS BETTER ON A BOY/GIRL?
076. Lips or eyes? - Eyes
077. Shorter or taller? - I don't care.
078. Romantic or spontaneous? - Romantic.
079. Nice stomach or nice arms? - Don't care.
081. Hookup or relationship? - Relationship.
082. Troublemaker or hesitant? – I'm not sure.

HAVE YOU EVER:
083. Lost glasses/contacts? - Every. Single. Day. I always find them, though.
084. Ran away from home? - No.
085. Held a gun/knife for self defense? - I held a knife the whole time I was alone one night, but that was because I was afraid someone would break in the house, not because anyone was confronting me.
086. Killed somebody? - No.
087. Broken someone's heart? - I hope not, it's possible, though.
088. Been arrested? - No.
089. Cried when someone died? - Yes.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

090. Yourself? - Sometimes
091. Miracles? - Maybe. I'll have to see one to be sure.
092. Love at first sight? ^
093. Heaven? Yes.
094. Santa Claus? - No. Never did.
095. Sex on the first date? - No, ew.
096. Kiss on the first date? - No.

ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:

097. Is there one person you want to be with right now? - No.
098. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life? - No.
099. Do you believe in God? - I believe, yes, I just don't feel close to Him.

100. Post as 100 truths and tag 10 people. No.

Spent five hours today with a friend at Westfield Mall today. We walked around the place for a long time, and I bought us some Taco Bell at the food court. I kept talking in a Lancashire-like accent the entire time, though sometimes I slipped into a Scottish or Scouse accent, when I felt like it. My friend and I danced and went "un-s-ah-s!" in the entrance to the Abercrombie and Fitch store. We then went to go buy some ice cream at food court Dairy Queen, but we didn't have enough money for that after we bought a Build-A-Bear (which we named Wesley), so we just split a pretzel instead.

Later on, when we ran out of places to go, we sat outside near the entrance to the mall, and just talked about this and that until two teenage girls came up to us and asked if they could pray for us, which might have come from me talking about a character of mine joining a clerical mission to Tanzania as they passed. I didn't feel I needed praying for, so the girls prayed for my friend, and agnostic who is searching for God again. I prayed along with them, and gave my friend my bible, which I had happened to be carrying at the moment. The girls highlighted a passage in my bible and gave my friend their phone-numbers, in case my friend wanted to talk to them again. My friend was very open with them about her fears of Hell, and also told of her fears of going out into the world as a young adult. Having talked to us, for a while the girls left.

Soon after, a man walked buy us and randomly asked if we happened to have a cigarette. I just found that funny, since we just came across these saintly girls and then a smoker just came buy. I'unno, it was a little ironic.


My friend's dad came to pick us up and, here I am, five hours after I came home, watching Ballykissangel and trying to draw.


The talk with those girls gave me new hope in my belief in Jesus, and I really do feel if I can just get to a church, my faith will fully be restored. Pray for me, fellow Christians, but pray for my friend, too, since she might need it far more than I.


Have an awesome day!

Thaaaaaat's right, I finished my musical, after a year of working on it! For those of you who don't know, I was writing a Christmas present for my old chatroom, the now dissolved WLC, about a Sikh pizzaman who gets sucked into an adventure with underground sewer pirates, who aren't really very piratey. It's very trippy.

Here's the whole musical, on ExIsle.net. I'll have the whole thing posted up here soon, scene by scene, song by song. Again. Enjoy! [link]


Until I have the pieces up on DA, feel free to read the one on EI, and tell me what you think in here.







WRAAAAAAAAAAAAAH, I'm so happy!