Friday, 25 July 2014

Optical Illusions

I'm in the mood for some optical illusions. These are tricks of the eye. I'll try to find some different ones than you've already seen before.
 
1. This one  you can create yourself and challenge your friends with it! Look at the colours below, and instead of reading them aloud, you have to state the colour they are aloud,  (and say it quickly)!
 

2. Life can be good or bad depending on the way you look at it. What do you see?
 
 


3. Is it moving? Ummmm...

4. This one's not really an optical illusion. If you spot the face in three seconds or less, your right brain might be slightly more developed than most (treat this like fun, it doesn't matter how long it takes you).



 
5. Somebody dropped two potato rings in his coffee and created this:

 
6. Front or back?
 
 
I hope you enjoyed!

Sunday, 20 July 2014

A Tribute to Martha Jones

I am a huge fan of Doctor Who. I started only a few months ago, but ever since I heard the theme song for the very first time, I was immersed in the show and all of its characters. When I first watched Rose and the Doctor's relationship on screen, there relationship became one of the many reasons I watched the show. And as all old viewers can remember their first regeneration, I was heartbroken when the ninth Doctor became someone else, and even more so when Rose #SPOILER ALERT got trapped on a parallel universe. I wasn't used to change, Doctor Who style, at that point. I was so heartbroken at that point that when preview of the next season, I said aloud to my dad that I disliked Martha Jones, the next assistant, before I even saw her. I wish I hadn't said that.

Rose will probably be my favourite assistant forever, because your first memories of Doctor Who are always your most treasured. Don't get me wrong, she's still my favourite. But this is a tribute to the woman who replaced her, if only for a little while.

Martha Jones was not Rose. She was not Donna Noble. She was another fabulous assistant, but in my opinion, she wasn't given enough credit just because she stumbled onto the show right after one of the most beloved companions of Who left for what seemed like forever. In that season when Martha Jones was the Doctor's main companion, so many big and important events happened, and more often than not, Martha Jones was the one to save the day. The Family of Blood, Blink, and of course, (ba da da ba ba da da ba) The Sound of Drums.










People were heartbroken when Rose left, perhaps too heartbroken to notice that Martha Jones had a certain demeanour that reminded me of Rose. Perhaps it was her awe at the things the Doctor could do, or the way she loved him. The Doctor might have even fallen for Martha if she hadn't come just after what arguably was the love of his life. (Well, Riversong possibly was, but what do we know?) In the grand finale of the season, Martha walks around the entire Earth and spreads one story, about the man who had made it clear he did not fancy her. She saved the world on her own, risking her life countless times along the way.

Martha was an amazing companion, and this post is a tribute to her and her only. If she were real, I would tell her these exact words: You will not be forgotten. Because she  won't. Oh yeah, and I forgot, she said Expelliarmus to an alien, so that makes her as good as gold in my books.


 Note: Some of you may have no idea what I'm talking about. Sorry about that. I'll write an understandable post next time.

Friday, 18 July 2014

The Liebster Award

I have been nominated by Jollygirl from http://reflectionsofajollygirl.blogspot.ca/ for The Liebster Award! Thank you so much!

Rules:


+ Post eleven facts about yourself.


+ Answer the eleven questions provided by the person who nominated you and then create an eleven-question set for the next group of nominees.


+ Choose eleven people to nominate and link them in the post.


+ Let your nominees know they've been tagged - and no tag-backs!
 
Eleven facts about yours truly:
1. I don't like slush puppies.
2. I was named after a character in a book series my parents love.
3. I am obsessed with clouds.
4. When I find something I enjoy, I like it at first but then, all of a sudden, it is the thing that I live for!
5. I really enjoy Indian food and I'm wondering whether or not we have leftovers in the fridge because I'm starving.
6. Counting by sevens calms me down, no matter what I'm doing.
7. I think baby owls are the cutest creatures in the world.
8. I swim more than I walk in the summer, even though I'm not very good.
9. I'm a rather odd bird, because when I walk into a jewelry store, all I can think is, "I wonder if the clock on the wall would fit in my bedroom."
10. I'm a huge fan of the T.V. show Gilmore Girls, and I want to know if any of my readers have heard of it.
11. I completely agree with the quotes below.



Jollygirl's Questions


1. What type of music do you listen to? (Genre, artists, songs?)

I am not a huge fan of any kind of music. I liked the soundtrack from Brave and I really like Philip Philips.

2.  What usually cheers you up?

Anything and everything Harry Potter, writing, clouds, and my friends.


3.  What makes you sad?

Grey skies,  when I finish a good book, and when I accidentally delete some writing or a picture I really like.

4. Is there something you constantly misplace at your house or anywhere?

My hairbrush! I should really leave it on my dresser, but it's always in the kitchen, the living room... Sometimes I think elves move it around at night. Yep. Elves.

5.  Do you have a favorite book? Why or why not?

I have a few. My favourite series is Harry Potter because of the writing style, the world, and the fantasies. But my favourite stand-alone book is My Name is Mina by David Almond, because I can so easily relate to her, and I admire her dearly. It also really makes me think.

6.  What is the longest you have slept?

I believe it was after my camping trip, when I had gotten about four hours of sleep  in two days. I slept thirteen hours the next night.

7. Do you have anyone you go to for advice?

Depending on what the advice is for, I might go to my mom, my dad, or my best friends.

8. What is the one habit you are proud of breaking or want to break?

I used to peel my fingernails, but I am so glad I don't do that anymore.

9. What do you usually order at a restaurant? What is your favorite restaurant?

Well, it all depends on the restaurant. I might order soup, a burger and fries, a grilled cheese, or grilled chicken. My favourite restaurant is a chicken place. It serves delicious roasted chicken, golden French fries, and divine sauce that's slightly spicy and salty. YUM! I go there on special occasions.

10. What is your favorite word? Least favorite?

My favourite word is fresh. Just say it. Fresh. It's wonderful. And my least favourite word? Ummmm... dump. I don't know why. I just don't like it. Dump.

11. Describe something that happened you for which there was no reasonable explanation?

I was just swimming in my local pool for swimming lessons, when I blinked, and in that split second of a blink, I saw this weird scrapbook of imaginary creatures. There were a bunch of pictures, but the picture that was most prominent was of the face of a purple dragon. I tried to recall the other details, but I couldn't. I had to stop mid-lap to regain my concentration. Mysterious...


I nominate:

Kate
GirlRadio
Tane
MorningTime4
Eve
Hannah
Lauren
Paige
Lizzie
Danielle
Thesecretghostcaller

My questions:

1. If you could cast a Patronus, what would the happy memory be? (Translation from geek-speak: What's your happiest memory?)
2. What would your Boggart be? (Translation from geek-speak: What's your worst fear?)
3. Apples or oranges?
4. Do you like tea?
5. Hair: Curly or straight?
6. What fictional character would you slap in the face when you meet?
7. What's an irrational fear that you have that nobody else has, such as the fear of the colour pink?
8. What's a strange pet peeve of yours?
9. Do you think you spend too much time on the internet, wish you spent more, or do you think you spend just enough time?
10. Do you enjoy camping?
11. Spicy, salty, or sweet?

Note: Not many of my nominees have ever heard of me or my blog, so sorry if you were quite surprised. I do like your blogs.

-Oakstar



Wednesday, 16 July 2014

Ripped From my Notebook

Hello on this beautiful day! For today's post, I have decided to post some of my writing. The story that I will be posting is a little over a thousand words, so pass the popcorn! I'm just kidding. It soesn't take a lot more than a few minutes to read. I take immense pride in this story, so please be gentle in your feedback (I'd love to have some)! Enjoy!


Saving Sunshine

“The heat, what bliss!” Blonde braided Larina called to the ocean. Her green dress fell above her knees, decorated with small pink roses and cream coloured lace. The sun was high in the sky, and the rays of misty gold also known as sunshine framed her six year old face kindly, caressing her dimpled chin and brightening her lime eyes.

Behind her, two older girls, one 13 and one an awkward 17, walked silently on the hot sand. They stopped for a moment as Larina called again to the ocean, looked up, and nearly smiled at each other. It was gone before it started. Larina looked back at them as they each pushed the sand around with their feet. The happiness in her face deflated, and her expression fell as she watched them.

“Go on, Larina, look for crabs or something,” The younger one said quietly. She checked her watch, knowing she had some good tanning time on the beach, far away from her sister, before she would have to leave.

“I don’t want to. Mummy said we had to stay near each other, Mel,” Larina replied.

“Play in the ocean with her, Larina. Watch each other. You’ll be fine, and I’ll be able to study.” The solemn older sister watched the books she was holding in her hands. Her exams were in a few months, but she wished so much that Larina would be happy.

Larina started to protest, whining as she asked if Clara really had to study on beach day. Then, biting her lip, she contemplated whether or not she should go in the water with Mel. She wanted to swim, but something held her back, a feeling of which she did not know the name.

“No, I don’t want to go in the water, Clara,” she said.

 “Well, I want to tan.” Mel decided, grabbing a towel from her beach bag and, not even hesitating, laid it on the ground and flopped down. Mel was tired. She actually worked really hard, but on different things than her sisters. She wanted to be popular. She wanted Alessio Fleet to finally start liking her. She wanted to get on the cheerleading squad. She wanted the numbers to unfold themselves when she worked with them in math class.  And she wanted her Spanish teacher to understand that she wasn’t a genius, Spanish was just a second language. Mostly, she wished she and her sisters would figure out their issues. Larina was the bright part of her day, but nothing could lighten what she felt when she and Clara fought.

“Mel! I need to study! You be in charge of Larina for once!” And with that, Clara did the same thing, sitting down nearly a meter away and instead of tanning, reading.

Larina chewed on her cheek until her saliva tasted like metal, all the while trying to push back her tears. She sat in the sand between them and started making a sand castle. Minutes ticked by. She observed the happy families playing in the water, hitting volleyballs, and running around each other. Cold anger seeped into the warm day. She knew what she had to do to save her family. There was a small jungle just off the beach, and in the middle of it, a large palm tree stood tall and proud above the rest of the trees. She felt a need to go there, a sensation.

“Mel, Clara, can we go play in the jungle?” Larina asked. “Please, for a little while?” 

Both Mel and Clara looked up, surprised to hear a voice. They glanced at each other for an instant, and their expressions read the same. They’d ignored her enough. “Sure, just let me put everything in the beach bag, okay?” Larina nodded as Clara tucked everything away, slowly and sadly.

The thing about Clara was that she really tried hard to be a good person and older sister. She was lost, stuck between teenage girl who’s supposed to be partying and mature young woman. You really can’t be both, but sometimes Clara wished she could. She also wished she could connect with Mel a little more and spare Larina from the hardship of watching them fight. Her only sunshine was Larina, sweet, kind, and loving. She would do anything to save her sunshine.

***

A while of silence later, as the sun moved gently lower, the three girls were approaching the heart of the jungle. They pushed their way through green vines and trees and none of them were enjoying it. It was getting cooler. They were not lost, but as the sky got darker Mel and Clara both knew it was time to head back to the parking lot. “Larina,” Clara started. “It’s time to head home. Mom will be in the parking lot soon,” Mel and Clara both said in unison. They looked up, surprised. They used to say jinx when that happened. Not anymore.

Larina needed to see that tree up close. She turned around and began to plead. “Ten more minutes, please!” she cried. The girls reluctantly agreed, and they traipsed on. Anything for Larina.

As they headed along, the thick cloisters of trees seem to thin down. There was a small clearing ahead of them, and in the middle of it, there was quite a sight.

The palm tree was strong and beautiful, with a thin trunk and a sturdy hold. The wind was picking up yet the palm tree held its ground. Rays of fading sunshine streaming in through the branches of the other trees illuminated it perfectly. It was the heart of the small jungle.

“Oh. My. Gosh.” Clara announced. Mel smiled hesitantly at her. She never said anything like that before. “It’s extraordinary.” She agreed.

Larina approached it and touched its trunk. She reached and wrapped her petite arms around it. “I love it.”

Mel began slowly humming a song as she and Clara stepped toward it as well. She hadn’t an idea why.  Clara recognised the tune immediately. An old song that parents used to sing to their babies. Everyone’s heard it before, yet people had a tendency to know only a verse or two. Clara knew it through and through. She dropped her bag and sang it softly. All of them did, only under their breaths. They didn’t want the others to hear, even though they each were heard. They saw the words in their heads.

 

 

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

You make me happy when skies are grey

You never know, dear, how much I love you

Please don't take my sunshine away

 

The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping

I dreamt I held you in my arms

When I awoke, dear, I was mistaken

So I hung my head, and I cried

 

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

You make me happy when skies are grey

You never know, dear, how much I love you

Please don't take my sunshine away

 

I'll always love you and make you happy

If you will only say the same

But if you leave me to love another,

You'll regret it all one day

 

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

You make me happy when skies are grey

You never know, dear, how much I love you

Please don't take my sunshine away

 

Please don't take my sunshine away

 

Mel and Clara each faltered every time “you never know, dear, how much I love you, please don’t take my sunshine away,” came up. It mimicked their painful sorrows. They now stood on each side of the tree, reaching to touch the trunk as well. Larina stood between them.

Their hands found each other’s as they felt the blissful trunk. Their eyes met. They felt more sunshine than ever before. They smiled.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey, you never know, dear, how much I love you…” whispered Larina. She beamed as brightly as the sun itself.
 
I hope you enjoyed! Until we cyber connect once more!
-Oakstar

 

Tuesday, 15 July 2014

Continued Post!

Sorry about that, Jollygirl! Here are her questions:

1. Books or tablets?

Books books books books. They are the best.

2. What is your favorite book?

My favourite stand-alone book is My Name is Mina.


3. Would you rather stop eating desserts for the rest of your life and still be able to blog not be able to blog and still eat desserts?

Ummm... since I have chocolate as a not-dessert occasionally, I'd pick the former.

4. Why did you start blogging? 

I started blogging because I read Morning's blog, then your blog, and then a few other people's blogs and it looked really fun. I wanted to express my views and opinions to the world.

5. What are your dreams for the world?

Where to begin? I want to stop poverty, racism, sexism, war, prejudice, and people who don't take care of the environment. Oh yeah, and I want the potholes to go away.

6. What three words describe you the best?

Imaginative, because I'm a writer, brave, because I am not afraid to take action for a better anything, and strong, but in the mental way. I'm nearly as weak as a pencil.

7. Would you rather stop reading or stop blogging?

Stop blogging. I can't imagine a world in which I couldn't lose myself in a world full of words.

8. How long have you been blogging?

Uh... three days, lol.

9. What are some of your talents?

Let's see... writing, public speaking, and swimming to name a few.

10. Are you and introvert, an extrovert, or in-between? Why? 

Completely in-between. I love reading, writing, and exploring on my own, but I also love being in a crowd and spending time with friends.

I nominate:
Lizzie from http://castleintheair-inspired.blogspot.ca/ 
The Secret Ghost Caller from http://thesecretghostcaller.blogspot.ca/2014/07/contest.html

My Questions:
1. Would you rather stop reading or writing?

2. A crazy ambition you have?
3. Pizza or pie?
4. What foreign food do you like?
5. Who would you want to have as a fictional best friend?
6. Have you ever come across someone on the internet you have wondered to be someone you know?
7. Did you ever hesitate posting something on oyur blog, but posted it anyway and felt glad that you did?
8. Waffles or pancakes?
9. What do you think about school uniforms?
10. What fictional animal do you want as a pet?

To my readers, how do you put a button on you sidebar? Thanks in advance.
P.S. This post is a little messy because the computer I am working on is old and doesn't understand many commands.
-Oakstar

The Sunshine Award!

I have been nominated by two bloggers (the only two who read my blog) for The Sunshine award! Thank you Morning from http://theworldthroughmywindowsill.blogspot.ca/ and Jollygirl from http://www.reflectionsofajollygirl.blogspot.ca/!

RULES:
i. Thank the person who nominated you.
ii. Answer the questions the person who nominated you asked.
iii. Nominate a few other bloggers.
iv. Write the same amount of questions for the bloggers you nominated.
v. Notify the bloggers you nominated on their blog.
vi. Put the award button on your blog.

Morning's Questions:

1) If you had the power to hangout with one of your favorite fictional characters, what would you two do?

Well, first of all, I'd have to pick who to hang out with, and it's a six way tie between the Doctor, Rose, Harry Potter, Hermione, Luna, and Dumbledore. Ummmmm.... What am I in the mood for today? Blowing up Daleks or blowing up Hogwarts? I think I'll pick Hermione, even though I want to hang out with the Doctor just as much.

Hermione and I would get Butterbeers at the Three Broomsticks, shop at Honeydukes and take a passage to Hogwarts through The Shrieking Shack. At Hogwarts, we'd meet up with Harry and Ron and head for some tea with Hagrid, and after that, practice some spells in the school.

 2) What is your opinion on croissants?

I like them alright. They're quite nice. :)

3) One lesson that you wish you had learned earlier in life?

I wish I had learned to speak up a bit more.

4) What Broadway show universe would you want to live in, and why?

This is hard, because my Broadway show knowledge doesn't stretch far at all. I think Anne of Green Gables was Broadway at one point, so I guess there.

5) When you can't go to sleep, what do you do? (Do you just read in bed, or stretch?)

I imagine scenes from my favourite light-hearted books.

6) If you had an alter ego, what would your alter ego's name be and what would their personality be like?

My alter ego's name is Mia and she is mystical and stares into the sky a lot, entranced. She is an odd bird and she is a bit mysterious. Hint- everybody who's read Skellig will know exactly what I'm talking about.

7) Name three to five bloggers you would want to meet, and why.

I would want to meet Morning because she is sweet and intellectual, I can tell. I'd want to meet Jollygirl because she is one of the friendliest people I have ever met online, and I will get to meet! Yay! I would also want to meet Lizzie from Castle in the Air because she seems like a very nice person.

8) Something that you just can't stand?

When people think that Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone is actually the Sorcerer's Stone. It's not, the publishers changed it in the United States for a reason I don't know. I find it disrespectful.

9) What would your dream occupation be?

Published Author. Or Time Lady.

10) If you had three wishes given to you by a genie or a fairy, what would they be?

1. I desperately want to meet the Doctor.
2. To get an acceptance letter from Hogwarts.
3. More wishes.

(Must switch computers, will finish in separate post)

Monday, 14 July 2014

Happy B-Day to a Sweet Little Girl!

 
 
Hello again, lovely readers! So maybe there are only two or three of you, but that's normal at the beginning (I hope). Yesterday, it was my mother's friend's daughter's first birthday party, and I have decided to dedicate this post to the special event and the delicious cake my talented neighbour created.
 
I have never seen so much pink in my life! Pink tablecloths, pink cups, pink forks and knives and spoons, pink balloons, and pink napkins! And the funny thing is that I sense a tomboy in the birthday girl's future. The way she smacked the balloons, went for the baseballs instead of the flowers, and the fact  that she has two older brothers certainly tipped me off.
 
There were a lot of guests and a few kids my age at the party. I played with a pop 'n' catch game with another girl my age. She was friendly, but we didn't talk very much, we just played and giggled when the ball fell in awkward places (at the crook of my elbow, for example). It reminded me of being a little kid when you don't need strong relationships full of understanding and love, when you just play and have fun with whoever. It also gave me an idea for a novel, which I am so grateful for that I think I might dedicate to her even though we only met once.
 
The baby's two older brothers are the cutest little beings I have met in my short life. I think the younger one could have modelling in his future, he is so adorable and innocent. He can pose too, I got this picture of him standing with his arms dangling and wrists crossed (the way we stand for the Canadian national anthem, I can't remember how else to describe it). They all have the same beautiful blue eyes. I would post pictures of them , but that would be an invasion of their privacy and I probably won't be posting pictures of anyone including myself.
 
One last crazy thing; I ran into my Ethics/Phys. Ed teacher at the party! It was such a fluke because I haven't seen him since school ended. Apparently, his friend knew the father of the birthday girl and he came along. He's a nice teacher and I was pleased to see him, even though it was so strange , especially when one of the boys asked if he could play with him (I wondered if he sensed the Phys.Ed teacher in him, four year olds are amazing that way).
 
Anyway,  here are the pictures! 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
This cake was made by my skillful neighbour. It is GORGEOUS. I usually find fondant really sticky and way too sugary, but this was delicious.
 
 


 
Some flowers.
 
 
 My piece of the cake with some ice cream. It was slightly lemony on the inside. Yum!


I thought this picture of the napkin turned out nicely, so I decided to post it.

 
 
Some Heineken. I don't know how I got the lighting that way, but I thought it looked neat.
 
 
-Oakstar



Sunday, 13 July 2014

Wanderlust and Me

To me, the definition of wanderlust is not just the strong desire to travel. It's the strong desire to be someone, to do something. To be inspired. And that's part of who I am.

Wanderlust has been a big part of me ever since I was very little. Trough games of pretend, I travelled far and wide. I used cardboard boxes as spaceships and had picnics on the moon. I travelled to China and India and Denmark and Paris. I've been everywhere from my little living room. I've hid in bomb shelters, walked the paths to the schoolhouse with Laura Ingalls, and used my magical powers to defeat Lord Voldemort. Aside from the travelling, I pretended to be an actress, a famous chef, a basketball player, a writer. I imagined of one day becoming so many things and so many people.

Maybe it was because of my deep imagination that was stretched even as a young child, but I saw magic all around me. I still believe in magic, but in a different, more realistic sort of way.

My amazing case of wanderlust has led me to my goals of exploring and discovering. I'm going to travel across Europe, climb a whole bunch of mountains, and see as many, historical, wonderful sights as possible. I WILL become a published author, because I'm already a writer.

Of course, an alternative plan is to trek across the universe in a TARDIS, defeating super awesome things and seeing all-powerful aliens, but until a madman with two hearts rings my doorbell asking if I’ve seen anything fall from the sky recently, I’m stuck here.

And that’s just fine with me.