Welcome to my world

Hey everyone and welcome to my lair.

You want to know what I believe? I believe anything is possible, that you can achieve a goal no matter how high.

That the world impossible is not a word, that red velvet cupcakes and cookies are a necessity. And that rambling, dreaming, and achieving are three things that get people success in this world.

I am currently on my first, yet to be edited draft of a novel I crafted that I am very passionate about: Obsessed.

You might hear more about it later. And it is over a 100,000 words, at least the word-count machine in microsoft word tells me so.

I love many tv-shows, including Smallville, Chuck, Nikita, and White Collar. I enjoy making characters, shipping TV couples, like Damon and Elena, Tess and Oliver, Michael and Nikita, Chuck and Sarah, etc, and writing fanfiction about my favorite couples on TV.

Quote of the Month

"Please tell me you didn't waste all that jet fuel to come down here and deliver me a lecture."--Oliver Queen

Monday, January 30, 2012



TV IS OVER AS WE KNOW IT. Chuck, is done. It ended last Friday night, with the final two episodes closing our favorite show: CHUCK VS GOODBYE, CHUCK VS SARAH.

I cannot reveal everything, but I'll say a few things that won't entirely give it away. SARAH LOSING HER MEMORIES? SHOCKER! How will she and Chuck be together?
Simple math, people.

Two people who love each other as deeply as Chuck and Sarah do NEVER lose each other. Just because sarah might not regain her memories doesn't mean she can't make new ones with Chuck.

They survived Shaw, Chuck, AGENT X, Volkoff, The Ring, and they survived Sarah forgetting everything they ever built together.

And yet...did we really expect the mushiest, gooiest ending, with "I love you, forever, I CANT LIVE WITH YOU?" 

NO! This is Chuck people, and Sarah and Chuck already fell in love, got engaged, married, discussed kids, found their dream house and built a non-dangerous spy organization, called Carmichael Industries. They can survive anything,

They left the ending open, for intepretation, because otherwise it wouldn't be CHUCK.

Casey is with Getrude (Verbansky) and they are living off the land, with guns, together and happy. Alex and Morgan are moving in together. Ellie, Awesome and CLara are moving into a big house, with big salaries, with the help of Ellie and Chucks mother, the superbly the awesome FROST. 

Chuck and Sarah? They are finding each other and falling in love ALL OVER AGAIN. It's beautiful, sweet, and perfect.

Best of all, our favorite heroes, JEFF AND LESTER, GET TO BE GERMAN ROCKSTARS AS THE BAND, "Jeffster!" No more buymore, and men and women, as the German producer quoted, will love them.

I hope they make a jeffster album. I would buy it!

Tired, sleeping with my dog,



Sunday, January 15, 2012



I've got a few secrets, but doesn't everyone? I can keep one, too, it's sort of like Clark Kent said on Smallville, "I'm The Fort Knox of secrets, Lana." 

My secret you ask? Why it wouldn't be a secret if I told you, would it? It's like the old saying goes, "If I tell you, I'd have to kill you."

So let's leave it at that, shall we?



Saturday, January 14, 2012

Frustration and Punching Bags....

Frustration, anger, rage, it's pretty much the same. Either way, I need to find myself a punching bag. Something I can kick, hit at until I'm through with my anger, but soft enough that it won't hurt my hands. The only problem...never bought in my life. That's me, alright, not sure how to find one...



Roadtrip Question 1: TOP FIVE BOOKS OF 2011

What were your top five favorite books of 2011?
That's hard to answer. I could say many titles and recommend a shelf full to anyone. But to choose only five is like trying to decide between Watching the Latest Nikita Episode, or going cliff diving. But if I had to pick five, I'm crossing my fingers here that no one will hate me for them, but here's my list:
  • Clockwork Prince by Cassandra Clare: Some will ask, why pick this book? It's quite simple, I am an avid lover of anything with angels, nephilim, a strong female character who can kick butt, super-powers such as changing into the form of both the dead and the living, and a WELL-WRITTEN LOVE TRIANGLE.
Clockwork Prince is the sequel to Clockwork Angel, and the second of the three-book trilogy. If you enjoy dashing, dark-haired, tormented yet charming, if not witty and sarcastic, book-loving men, then you will die-hard for Will Herondale, who falls for the brave, elegant, stubborn-minded Tessa Gray. I will spoil nothing more, but let me tell you this: it is a book worth reading with suspense, drama, betrayal, and a daring love between two Shadow-hunters, and a girl.

  • Last Sacrifice by Richelle Mead: The sixth book in the Vampire Academy series. Our heroine, Rose Hathaway, brave, strong, and torn between her former mentor and lover, Dimitri Belikov, and new boyfriend, Adrian, is about to die. And what makes the book so good, there's murder, love, a crime to solve, painful confessions, drama, and betrayal. In Roses' greatest adventure yet, if you've read the books, you know what I'm talking about. If not, then start off with the first book, Vampire Academy and go from there. I'd recommend to anyone with a love for vampires, with a roman mythology twist to it.

  • Midnight by L.J. Smith: Is a worthwhile read, with the return of Elena and the Salvatore Brothers as they journey into the depths of hell itself: THE DARK DIMENSION. There, Elena faces her feelings for both brothers, Damon and Stefan, and faces perils beyond her wildest dreams. Very well written, I would recommend it to anyone in need of a good read. Drama, suspense, and it's not vampire diaries without the famous love triangle between dark, dangerously charming Damon--brave, stunning and a well-rounded blonde leader, Elena Gilbert-and broody, mousy, milksop Stefan.
  • Crescendo by Becca Fitzpatrick: Is a book that will leave you breathless and on the edge of your chair, begging for more. It's the second book of the Hush Hush three-book and possibly four trilogy.

With the return of Nora and Patch entangled in a dangerous love that could strip him of being her guardian angel, it is beautiful, breathtaking, and a little-shocking, as we see through Nora's eyes, everything us fans have feared. I'd give it eleven out of ten stars. Well-written and a worthwhile read, I would recommend it to anyone with a taste for fallen angels, danger, and death-defying situations, mixed in with a little hate and love.

Those are my four. I'm listening to: With Arms Wide Open By Creed.
What are you listening to? What is your favorite five books of 2011?

Friday, January 13, 2012


HAVE YOU EVER WANTED TO STAY IN BED AND NEVER GET UP? I have, many, many, many times and trust me, that feeling, does not go away, EVER!
UGh, fridays are supposed magical, but yet, this one involves TOURING MY NEW HIGH SCHOOL! Yes, I'm transferring from a junior high to a high school for the last two semesters, and all I can think is: WHY ME?

That's a good question, right? Everyone at one point, thinks about that. Why me? Why not somebody else do the dishes? Or, why me, why do I have to do a twelve page English essay? Even, "Why me, why am I stuck with the most annoying person, irritating the heck out of me?"
I don't know why, but it seems, my stress just can't leave. My dog, is sitting on my lap, and her nails hurt, but it's worthwhile to have her love me as much as possible, before she goes off to nap by my mom and dad, instead.
What are you listening to? Music is important and I am a big fan of it. So expect to hear names of lots of bands, and random ramblings, that involve them.
I'm currently listening to Boyce Avenue's acoustic cover song: Everything you want.
Over and out,

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Snicky and E.L's story

Untitled Project

This is the link to my gorgeous dog and our short, free 30
minute story. I love her, and she's great. A beautiful creature of love and

She is my best friend and I will love her every-day she is with me, and then even in death, I will love her then, more strongly than ever.

Here it is!



Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Stories, stories stories....

Yes, what is it with stories? Who knows? No one does, but I posted one, anyway.

You might have guessed by now, that from the various youtube clips I watched, that I was very bored to have done this...

It was a scene where two characters on a tv show I once watched, soothed each other's fears, and surprisingly after building their chemistry up for three years, the writers allowed Damon and Elena to share a kiss...a surprisingly good one, which was so unexpected.

Here it is:

"Because when I drag my brother from the edge and deliver him back to you, I want you to remember the things you felt while he was gone.”

“Why is it suddenly so important for everyone to keep me in check, Elena?”
“Because I don’t want you to be what other people think you are!”

“I shouldn’t have left. I promise you, I will never leave you again.”

“I think you’re going to be the one to save him from himself. It won’t be because he loves me,
it’ll be because he loves you, Damon.”

“We’re never going to get Stefan back, you know that, right?”

“Then we’ll let him go, okay? We’ll let him go.”'

“Go to hell, Stefan.”

They were standing, side-by-side, on the Gilbert’s wrap-around porch. The two had survived hell and more through the day’s ordeal, but in the end Damon and Elena always survived. Not because of survival instincts or cunningly sharp wit, but because they had each other. That was how they had survived Klaus and originals, and Stefan and Katherine’s antics, and more.

“I feel like a horrible person,” Elena confessed, the words coming out, automatically;
unbidden, at seeing Damon.

“You just saved his life, Elena,” Damon retorted, “Take it from me: estranged is bad, dead is

Elena paced across the length of the porch, guilt pouring through her.

“I just can’t stop thinking about what happened the last time I asked you to compel him.”

“He found out and he got over it,” he argued. “Again: not dead, Elena.” Damon stepped closer,
his proximity making her giddy, nervous, and scared all at once. “He’s so lucky
to have you as a sister.”

Elena stopped pacing, and turned towards him, her eyes wet with unshed tears. “Thank you.”

She was grateful to have him in her life; she couldn’t have done half the things she had over the summer and the course of the year, without Damon’s assistance and constant reassurances that they were doing the right thing.

And over that time, she had fallen for Damon more than she’d imagined possible. He was everything she’d once fought against, and now Elena Gilbert honestly couldn’t imagine her life without him. Damon was the anchor that kept her steady and sane, and she would have sunk to the bottomless pit of despair long ago without his help.

“No problem, Elena.”

He was brushing it off, as if being the hero and saving her time and time again was nothing,
like it didn’t matter.

“Not just for this, Damon,” Elena shook her head; he’d misunderstood. “For everything,” the Petrova doppelganger elaborated, “I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t here.”

Damon shifted, turning his body away from her, his fathomless eyes dark with guilt.

“You should know this, Elena,” He said, clearly shaken by her words. “Stefan didn’t
screw us over. He screwed us over...but he had a good reason.”

“What?” Elena demanded, confused.

What good reason could be possibly have to save Klaus, kill their master plan, and run
off like a dog with his tail between his legs, less than wise and nastier than ever?

“He saved Klaus to save me,” Damon revealed. “And he stole the coffins to get even.”

Damon met her eyes, briefly, and then, he turned and started to walk off, heading toward the
porch steps.

“Damon?” Her voice stopped him, clear and ringing. “If he did it to protect you, then why would he even do that?” Her brows furrowed, deeply in thought. “What does that even mean?”

His jawclenched in irritation of his brother’s earlier actions, and he turned toward her, his face displaying an array of storming emotions. “What does it mean?” He echoed. “It means I’m an idiot.” Damon Salvatore's voice strained with emotion. “...because I thought for one second that I wouldn’t have to feel guilty anymore.”

“Guilty for what?”

Elena was torn, confused, and exhausted. “Wait,” she interrupted. “What are you talking about?
Guilty for what?”

His eyes were tormented, burning with emotion. “For wanting what I want, Elena.”

Damon had thrown her words back in her face and they were like a slap of cold water as
her eyes opened to the truth depths of his feelings for her.


He was more than a friend that was clear. They had gone past friendship long ago; she’d
just opened her blinders too late to realize it.

Why he did what he did for her. How he time and time again was saving her, even when she so thoughtlessly ran into the arms of his little brother.

Damon loved her.

Damon Salvatore, conqueror, vampire, and ex-lover of an evil slut vampire who never
loved him the way he deserved. He loved her passionately...deeply....blindly...recklessly.

He’d never painted her in soft, light colors that Stefan had. He painted in reckless abandon, smearing his fingers and turning into an integral part of her life with messy reds, and royal purples and bold blacks that left her breathless.

It was stunning, wonderful, and scary all at once. She didn’t know how to respond. She
was broken, and messed up, but he was too. So didn’t that mean, that she could forgo all the reasons she’d thought up to prevent him from getting so close to her, and allow him in and revel in something that could be great, if not slow in unfurling.

Damon nodded.

“I know,” He was already steeling himself, for her evident rejection, prepared for another declaration of love for his little brother, “Believe me I get it, you’re my brother’s girl and all.”

He didn’t sound bitter, rather he was resigned, as if Damon thought for all the charm he’d laid
on her—he could never have her. Almost as if he, he believed that he didn’t deserve her. But she’d seen the good in him when no one else had, and right now, Elena warred within herself, between throwing herself at him, telling him to stop, or allowing him to walk away.

His tall,black-clad form was disappearing down the steps, and then, he stopped and in
several quick strides was at her side.

He was right in front of her now, his face mere centimeters from hers. “No, you know what? If
I’m going to feel guilty about something, I’m going to feel guilty about this!”

Elena didn’t panic, didn’t move away, all she had time to do was register Damon’s hands
gripping her face, not roughly, but with a gentleness that gave her hope.

Then, he kissed her, pressing his mouth to hers and it was unlike the last one they’d
shared. There was no force in the kiss, no desperation, no rejection. This was
their moment.

She stood shock still, unable to do anything but allow his lips to move over hers. They were
warm, soft, and utterly disarming. The shock quickly morphed into a passion that surprised Elena, as she kissed him back, her hands sliding upwards to clasp his.

Kissing Damon Salvatore was a pleasurable experience she would have to indulge in more.

When they finally parted, their breathing labored, she lifted dazed eyes to his, trembling slightly. The shock of kissing him wore off, but the ghost of his lips over hers didn’t.

His lips curved up slightly as his dark eyes met her own. “Goodnight.”

Damon sounded as breathless as she felt, and her own heart swelled, warming, at the sight of

He walked off, his casual smirk in place, and she stayed right where he’d stood, and then,
headed into the house.

She’d lost her only family and had Damon compel him to leave town to save him.

But it was for the better. Besides, she had something else to look forward to, and it didn’t
involve Stefan in the least.

They were moving on. Stefan had, and it was high-time Elena did herself.

Starting with the elder Salvatore brother.

I couldn't help myself. But hey, everyone has a guilty pleasure right. Mine is closet watching showsl like that.