“In a relationship.”
The relationship status is only 3 words
But it’s 3 words that make my heart sink
When it’s you “in a relationship”
With someone that isn’t me
Even though you don’t know that
It could be me…
Engaged.
The relationship status is only 1 word
But it’s one word that could make my heart break
When it’s you “engaged” to someone else
Someone that isn’t me.
It’s the one word that makes me wonder
What I should say, if anything at all…
Happy. One word.
It’s what I want you to be
Even if it’s not “with” me.
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“Loving means wanting the best for him even if it means swallowing the sad reality that the best just isn’t you.”
—Ellen Hopkins
Writing helps me in just about any situation. There is something about pen and paper that helps me temporarily relieve or strengthen whatever I'm feeling at the time. There's been a lot of stuff on my mind lately, so naturally I've had the urge to write, but I haven't found the inspiration to put what's been on my mind on paper. When times like this come along, I get frustrated. Wanting to write but not being able to is the most frustrating thing in the world.
I have people tell me all the time that I need to wait for the inspiration to come, that it's going to come when I least expect it. I believe that, but sometimes it doesn't come soon enough. And when a week like this comes along where I'm thinking about a whole heck of a lot, I can't afford to wait because everything builds on my brain. So I went looking for something to kick start my brain. I saw that one of my friends had posted on their blog part of a "30 day letter challenge." Now, I epically failed at the 30 day blog challenge, because I hit a road block where I had nothing to say on a topic, so I was kind of leary of the letter challenge. But I Googled it anyway (Google has the answers to everything!) and found this: http://tumblring.net/tumblr-30-day-letter-challenge/
So that's what I'm going to do. Write. But not all of these, and not necessarily one a day, every day. But it's something for me to go to. What I write may end up here. It may not. We'll see what happens.
But for now, my journal and a pen are calling my name.
I know that it's January 5, 2011. I know that most people had their New Year's resolution all laid out by the time they get to their respective parties on December 31, 2010. I typically have an idea of what I want my resolution to be, but I've never really stuck to them or given them much thought.
“I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.”
I was bouncing with anticipation at the gates of Islands of Adventure in Orlando, Florida. It was 7:45 in the morning. I was running on little sleep, some caffeine and a lot of excitement. 8 o’clock couldn’t come fast enough. I had an important date with my childhood waiting for me through those gates.
Harry Potter and his friends have been with me since I was in 3rd grade, around the time that I was eight years old. For those doing the math, Harry, Ron and Hermione have been my friends for 12 years. So it’s easy to see why an area of a theme park would make me a little giddy. The world I had only read about and seen in movie adaptations was becoming real, something I could be a part of and touch.
The gates finally opened. The only things keeping me from sprinting to the back of the park were the looming security officers and my friend. We had to cross through a couple of “lands” before finally making it to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter.
All it took was an archway with a sign that read “Please do not break the spell limits” to set me off…I literally did a happy dance that a nearby employee said she always enjoys watching. She said watching a guest’s first reaction never gets old.
Then I saw the Hogwarts Express and the Hogsmede sign and I teared up. Words cannot describe the sheer joy I felt as I started snapping pictures. The Hogwarts Express. Dervish and Bangs. Ollivander’s wand shop. The Owl Post. I’m pretty sure I was bordering on sensory overload as I tried to take it all in.
I’ll never forget rounding that corner and seeing Hogwarts for the first time. I could hear the movie theme music playing in my head and I teared up again. It was beautiful. Perfect. The line for The Forbidden Journey, the ride inside Hogwarts, made it feel like I was actually in Hogwarts. The portraits talked to each other. Some of them moved. The Sorting Hat gave us a short speech. I walked through Dumbledore’s office. Not necessarily in that order, but you get the picture. The ride itself was pretty freaking awesome, too! I literally was in awe of Universal and their abilities to pull everything off. The Dragon’s Challenge (formerly known as Dueling Dragons) provided a lot of fun, as well. My friend and I rode it twice before heading to breakfast at the Three Broomsticks.
The Three Broomsticks was a lot bigger than I expected it to be, but I figure Universal had to make it big in order to make it a substantial eating establishment. Breakfast was huge! I went with a traditional American breakfast, even though they had several different breakfast styles to choose from, and wasn’t really hungry for the rest of the day.
We spent a good 4 hours total in the Wizarding World of Harry Potter. We passed on going into Ollivander’s. The line to get in? INSANE! So we went to Dervish and Bangs instead to do some souvenir shopping. I only got a few postcards, and got the Hogsmede Owl Post mail stamp. I then got a butterbeer and my friend got a frozen one. The taste is hard to fully describe but it tastes like butterscotch. I’m not the biggest butterscotch fan, but I still liked it. It’s ridiculously sweet, though. My friend let me try her frozen butterbeer, and we came to the conclusion that it was the better of the two drinks. Still to sweet for one person to finish alone, but good.
I could go on and on about my experiences at the Harry Potter world, but words will never do it justice. A person really needs to go and see everything for themselves in order to understand.
And with that, mischief managed.
The cat had been laying on top of my laptop, and then rolled off of it. It would have made for another really cute LOL cat caption.
I was rather slap happy, so I was very easily amused when my cup changed colors when I poured my milk into it.
