Dragon Tears

Dragon Tears

I recently purchased a bag of so-called "accent gems," just because of
the memories they brought back. They're these little round blue gems.
I've always called them dragons' tears. I found one once in my
friend's backyard, and her older sister told me that if someone finds
a dragon's tear, that meant there was a dragon who was admiring that
person from where they lived, and was crying because they couldn't be
together. She told me a story about the dragons, which I've been
thinking of a lot today and feel like sharing. This isn't quite the
story she told me, I've forgotten bits and pieces and so I'm
embellishing a little bit, but the main parts stay the same.

The dragons once lived among us humans. They would watch over the
children of the world like guardian angels and play with them. They
would help the women with their cooking and finding edible plants.
Then the men discovered how nice dragon flesh tasted. The women and
children pleaded with the men not to kil the dragons, but the hunters
would not be reasoned with. The dragons did not come out from hiding
very often, and so over time, people began believing that they were
merely a myth. Those who did still believe had become convinced by
their ancestors that dragons were horrible creatures to be slaughtered
and eaten. So the dragons left the earth to live in another realm.
Many of them were homesick, so the king of the dragons ordered his
spellcasters to create a pool that the dragons could look through to
watch over the humans. Sometimes, the male dragons, especially the
young ones, will see a girl that they admire, and often fall in love
with. When a dragon falls in love with a human, it's not like when
humans fall in love. Dragons fall in love selflessly. All they want is
for the human to be safe and happy. The dragon will become glued to
the pool like so many of our kind become glued to the tv screen and
begin to cry. Dragons do not cry as we do. Their tears are rarely
existent, and when they are, they become solid the second they drip
off of the dragon's scales. Sometimes, if a tear falls just right, it
slips through the pool and is found by the one whom the dragon admires.
The story was once told to a woman a long time ago. There was a
dragon who was so in love with this woman and such an adept
spellcaster that he was able to visit her in her dreams and he told
her the history of the dragons. He told her that if enough people knew
the true story, and not what the hunters passed along, that the king
might allow the dragons to once again roam the earth, and they could
be together. The woman spread the story, but unfortunately she died
before the dragons could be returned to earth. Still to this day, the
real history of the dragons is not well known enough for them to feel
safe returning. Those of us who believe try to pass this story along
as much as we can, in hopes that one day, at least our children's
children will play with the dragons again.

I believe. I found the dragon's tear from so long ago, and compared it
to the ones I bought. If I am not mistaken, they are made of
completely different substances. In fact, the old dragon's tear
doesn't seem to be made of the same substance as anything I have...
It's nice to think that there's a dragon in love with me.

Comment, tell me what you think.

Signing off,
~LeeLee~

One, Two, Freddy's Coming For You

One, two, Freddy's coming for you
Three, four, better lock your door
Five, six, grab your crucifix
Seven, eight, better stay up late
Nine, ten, never sleep again

Three guesses as to what I was just forced to watch. The only reason I
went along with it was because it had Johnny Depp in it. And I lost
interest when he died. It was an okay movie. Not horribly terrifying
as you watch it. Made me jump maybe three times. However, I may have
some trouble falling asleep tonight. Not that that's any different
from normal. And the nightmares won't be any different from normal
either. Maybe a little scarier...

Last night the nightmare was about this plane, and it was on fire, and
it crashlanded in the middle of the high school football field, and it
exploded, and somebody pulled me out of the way. I enjoy my dreams
with people I don't know in them... Gives me an idea for a story...

Say this girl (could be a guy, too, and all the genders could revrse,
but I think it'd be better if the MC was a girl) keeps having these
dreams every night. They're not her normal dreams. Before, her dreams
were things she would almost remember in the morning, but the harder
she tried, the more they slipped away. No, these dreams she can
remember every detail of in the morning, as clear as if they had
actually happened. And there's this person, this guy, who is in every
single one of these dreams. They start off as nightmares, but he
always saves her at the last second and it becomes a pleasant dream.
And maybe she starts falling in love with this guy. And her friend's
over one night and she has the dream and the nightmare part wakes her
friend up, and so she wakes the MC up. MC gets really mad because she
didn't get to see the guy, and she yells at her friend and tells her
to never wake her up when she's having a nightmare. And then they both
go back to sleep. Then, a couple weeks, months, years, whatever,
later, the friend's over again and the MC starts having a nightmare
and the friend gets woken up but she just sits there and the MC dies.
The end.

Okay, so maybe my mind's still on the movie.

Signing off,
~LeeLee~

Why We Don't Normally Give LeeLee Sugar

This is what one hour of my day was like today after I confused an
unhealthy amount of sugar.

Before it kicked in, I was sitting on the couch, watching tv and
cuddling with my Cheshire Cat stuffed animal (it smells like my dad
now, by the way. I doused it in his cologne). Then my mom asked me to
vacuum. And it kicked in.

I chased my cat around the house with said vacuum while singing
"Caramelldansen." (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9oTw_VdQ7kY&feature=youtube_gdata
)
Then I danced around the kitchen to "Caramelldansen."
Then I fired off a letter to Moxi where I included the lyrics to the
chorus of "Caramelldansen."
Then I confused my friend by texting her the lyrics to the chorus of
"Caramelldansen."
Then I told Jake I was evil because of thing #1 while still listening
to "Caramelldansen"

Do you see a theme here?

I love Japanese music. I really do. I love "Bad Apple" and I love
"Vegetable Juice" and I love "Rever's Edge" and I love the Japanese
version of Ellen McLain's "Still Alive" and of Avril Lavigne's
"Girlfriend." But "Caramelldansen" beats them all, hands down. And
combining that song with a sugar rush makes for a very fun afternoon.

Signing off almost calm,
~LeeLee~

Barbecue

As promised...

We had a barbecue so my daddy could meet some of my friends. Actually,
it was so he could meet Jake without Jake being completely singled
out. So he wouldn't be too scared :D. It was a blast. My friends Dave,
David, Ally, Katie, Adam, Chelsea, and Jake, of course, RSVPed yes.
Gretchen RSVPed maybe, and then showed up.

We had an absolute blast. At first we hung out outside on the deck
while the food was cooking. Mainly it was Jake, Dana, David and I
talking, and the rest a little away from us, but plenty of crossover
conversation. Then we had food. I forced Jake to try my oyster
crackers (I bake them lathered in oil and dill powder and garlic and
something else I can't think of at the moment) and we had a good time.
After we finished eating, we kinda just sat at the table and talked. I
got up to do something and Katie took my chair. I came back out and
Jake kept offering me his chair which was really bugging me. Not that
I don't like the chivalry, but what people don't understand is that
most of the time I'd much rather sit on the floor. He knew it bugged
me, and he kept doing it. I don't mind when that happens. I don't mind
when people are irritating, actually kinda like it as long as they
don't go too far. I don't know why.

After that we had some people taking pictures and some cars backfiring
and some liquid sunshine (the boys were playing along with my denial
of the lightning and thunder and rain), so we went inside. We split up
between the tv room and the living room (which has a tv as well, but
we just got that recently). In the living room we played Wii (to which
David replied "But I don't have to go to the bathroom yet") and blared
music and played Othello and took random pictures and put the play
crown on Jake's head. I don't know what was going on in the tv room.

After everything outside calmed down, we went out and started a fire.
Well, David and Jake started a fire. The rest of us had swordfights
and played keepaway with the frisbee. Then we made smores. And then
people starting leaving. Jake helped me clean up.

I have to say, that was probably one of the best nights of my life. I
had a blast. I love my friends. And my friends and Jake got along so
well that he's having a barbecue/pool party on Friday and inviting
them all.

Signing off,
~LeeLee~

~Laney/LeeLee~
<3 7/7/10 <3
DFTBA

Tornadoes, Thunder, and Fire

Okay. I know I promised that the next post would be about the barbecue, but I lost internet on my iPod which is where I started it and I can’t get it back for a day or two and I don’t want to start all over so I’m going to write about something else and later you’ll get the barbecue.

 

I used to live in Kansas, which is smack dab in the middle of tornado alley. I love tornadoes. Call me crazy, call me insane, call me suicidal, but there’s just something exciting about the thought that at any minute, a piece of hay could pierce through a tree, or cows could go flying, or you could be taken to Oz… And the sky turns green, and “It’s a twister! It’s a twister!”

 

We had a tornado warning today here in Delaware and let me tell you, I got super excited. Unfortunately, said tornado didn’t happen. We did get an amazing thunder storm, however. One of those storms where the thunder is almost non-stop and it rattles the house so bad you’re afraid for the things on your breakables shelves. I lied/laid/whatever (if someone wants to comment and tell me which one is right, I’d appreciate it) in our living room with the lights off and listened to the thunder and Portismouth. It was an amazing experience. I recently discovered Portismouth. They’re a triphop band. If you don’t know what triphop is, it’s the music one would listen to while high. I have never been high, but apparently this kind of music puts you in the same kind of mood many illegal drugs do. Combining that music and the

 

Okay, I have to switch topics real quick. While I was writing this, the house down the street from mine got struck by lightning and caught on fire. We walked down and watched, and I stood with one of the kids I babysit and talked to him about it, like how everyone must have gotten out all right because they would have carried them out first and no ambulances had left, and how firemen wore protective suits like NASCAR drivers to keep them from getting burned and that’s why their suits are so heavy, and how the reason he was seeing water shooting out of the top of the house was because the firemen were shooting water from the first floor, and how it definitely wasn’t his friend’s house because his friend lived next door, and how yes, it was possible for his friend’s house to catch fire, but the fire’s out now so everything’s okay. It still smells like smoke in the neighborhood, but the fire is out. The fire trucks and news crew are still here, but the fire is out.

 

Standing there, all I could think about was To Kill a Mockingbird. I still haven’t finished that book. I got distracted by Brisingr. Anyways, all I could think about was To Kill a Mockingbird and now all I can think about is how much I hate it when I get distracted and lose my train of thought.

 

Signing off, confused,

LeeLee

Crying

I'm sorry if there are lots of typos, it's kinda hard to see my screen
at the moment. Of course, I do have my auto-fix that should fix most,
if not all.

Alice!

So I've finally seen the new Alice in Wonderland. I have been waiting
and waiting. Alice's Adventures in Wonderland and Thriugh the Looking
Glass is my favorite book, and the original is my favorite Disney
movie and one of my favorite movies of all time. Johnny Depp is my
favorite actor of all time. I wanted to see it in theaters, but when
presented with the choice of either using the free ticket I got from a
friend of mine for my birthday on either Avatar or Alice, I chose
Avatar. So I didn't get to see it in theaters. We'd had it on our
Netflix list since even before it came out on DVD, but we hadn't
gotten it yet, so when my mom stopped at the Redbox outside of Royal
Farms today to look for a movie and saw it, she rented it.

Let's see if this works...

hey! I'm trying out a new app on my iPod it's actually pretty cool! I can even put in emoticons like these: and there are other things too like theses banners and I just found more emoticons!

~LeeLee~

<3 <3 <3 7/7/10 <3 <3 <3

DFTBA 

I Should Be Sleeping

"I should be sleeping
Instead of keeping
These late hours I've been keeping
I've been pacing and retracing every step of every move
Even though I'm feeling so right
I'm so happy, still I know I
Should be sleeping 'stead of dreaming 'bout you..."

So today I went to my "older brother"'s graduation party and had a
blast. I "met" my old drum major's boyfriend. I put met in quotation
marks because, although he doesn't remember, we've met twice before. I
had a lot of fun, and got thrown into the pool twice.

Signing off, exhausted but happy,
~LeeLee~

Our God is an Awesome God

No song line could better describe my feelings after what happened
tonight.

I Gotta Feeling That Tonight's Gonna Be a Good Night

I Gotta Feeling That Tonight's Gonna Be a Good Night
Well, it turns out my fears were unfounded, because I had an amazing
time today, and all because of the group I was in.

Goodnight, My Angel

Billy Joel song: "Lullaby." I love this one. When I can't sleep, I
play it over and over.

And we'll go marching down the road to freedom

From Celtic Thunder's "The Island." I love that song. It's about how even with all the bad things that happen, there's still love. The chorus is about sex, but it's not like "All Night Long" sex. It's more like, say, "Bubbly." It's sweet.

Help My Fellow Wrimo, Please!

From "Writing On Thin Ice" by Lisa K

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Brought to You Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue

"Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue" by Toby Keith. It is my second favorite patriotic song of all time. My favorite patriotic song of all time is about September 11th: "Where Were You (When the World Stopped Turning)" by Alan Jackson, and that always makes me cry. "Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue" makes me proud to be an American.

That Ain't It, Kid

Today's line is from "Dance: Ten; Looks: Three" from "A Chorus Line"
So yesterday I got excused from blogging because we lost internet. The connection was shaky so we tried to fix the modem/router/whatever, and we killed it instead. So Comcast had to come out and fix it and so I never had a chance to post. So, that excuses me.

It's the time of the season

I'm unable to participate in JulNoWriMo (my mommy still hasn't given me back my laptop fulltime for how poorly I did in school this year), but I feel like doing something special for July anyway. So here's my plan: Blog everyday, and name each post with a line of a song that I either have stuck in my head or am listening to or whatever. Today it's "Time of the Season," redone by Straight No Chaser. I've heard two different remakes of this song (the other one was an American Idol contestant that we bought off iTunes), but I've actually never heard the original song. It's weird.