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Showing posts with label who am i?. Show all posts

12/15/16

A Harry Potter “Existential Crisis”

Photo by Simson Petrol
According to Pottermore, I belong in the Slytherin house. Slytherin is the house that’s “cunning, ambitious, resourceful, shrewd, [and] determined” according to Pottermore. I don’t feel cunning; it seems like my ambition is running away from me most of the time, but the other three I feel like fits me more. I try to be resourceful but it takes me a bit to get there; shrewd feels so conniving, but it isn’t, and knowing me, I’m usually able to get my way if I really put my mind to it; and determination is my middle name, even though procrastination is always tagging along.
However, I feel like those aren’t my main traits. For a while, I’ve always thought I was a Ravenclaw mixed in with a bit of Hufflepuff. I’m smart and I like learning. But now that I think about it, I don’t think I like learning that much to the point where I have my nose stuffed in this internet article or a book twenty-four seven. However, it also depends on what I’m learning about too… While for my Hufflepuff side, I’m pretty loyal but I do know when to say no and when to take care of myself instead of helping others all the time.
Now that I think about it, no one is really destined to fit in any one house because everyone usually has a mix of traits from every house. However, there’s always these specific traits that pop up over and over again, so I guess people do fit in one house because of those traits. Okay, *shakes head* I’m just going in circles here. I’m really not quite sure what my dominant house is but I guess I’ll stick in Slytherin for the moment.
Aside: Or I could have gotten into Slytherin because my favorite color is green… Or is it because I’m a “pureblood” (aka my family only has Vietnamese blood, as far as I know of). Or is it because I’m destined to be discriminated against in some way but still have a good amount of privilege? Now, I’m just overthinking this.

And now the weather:
Let it Be by the Beatles - cover by Alicia Keys and John Legend
~ Stacy N.
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5/9/13

18 random little facts about me

  1. I used to be in love with the idea of being in love (might still be actually).
  2. My favorite number is the number eighteen (hence why there’s eighteen facts).
  3. My favorite letter is the letter S.
  4. I live in a bright blue house by a school somewhere in the United States.
  5. I had my hair cut recently; it’s now chin length and practical.
  6. I like wearing dresses and (high) heels.
  7. I like baking; however, I usually don’t have the ingredients or some of the proper baking supplies.
  8. I've had my learner’s permit for approximately two months now.
  9. I am afraid of dark bathrooms (Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary).
  10. I haven’t had a serious crush since the sixth grade.
  11. I now call myself a proud (and maybe slightly obsessive) Whovian.
  12. I’m like a bear; I take a break from my writing during the winter months.
  13. I’m used to long periods of silence (better that way, since I don’t really listen to the music).
  14. I dread the idea of hanging out with my older sister’s boyfriend again (reason: the third wheel).
  15. I often times see myself as plain.
  16. I’m bad at comforting people.
  17. I’m not afraid of the Weeping Angels, after seeing some gifs of them dancing on tumblr, I realized that they aren't that scary after all. However, if I saw them in real life, I would be terrified.
  18. I’m a bit bad with communicating with people on any form (especially if it’s one on one). 





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6/8/12

Who am I?

*Slightly edited poem*

I am a smart girl that loves to write.
I wonder if we get a choice in where we choose to spend our afterlife.
I hear people talking in the air above me.
I see stars spelling out familiar words: heaven, hell, nothing, reincarnation.
I want to go to France and just see everything, writing it all down.
I am a smart girl that loves to write.

I pretend that the characters from my stories talk to me.
I feel them telling me that I’m crazy.
I touch their lives, wondering how I can twist it up some more.
I worry about people close to me dying left and right.
I cry for all the cruelty done onto humankind.
I am a smart girl that loves to write.

I understand how some days you just don’t want to do anything.
I say don’t avoid it forever; you have to do it eventually.
I dream about going to places with my friends.
I try not to procrastinate on my writing.
I hope to have people know who I am.
I am a smart girl that loves to write.

 





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