I’m //that// friend.

So I’m going to do my best to be super honest and accurate without being a drama queen. But, somehow, it seems that whenever someone is totally honest about something not-so-great, they’re just trying to come off as deep and dark and mature.


That’s not me.

This is me:

I’m the friend who laughs at everything you say because I’m not witty enough to come up with a decent verbal response.

I’m the friend who criticizes a lot, but will do my best to never say something that could hurt you.

I’m the friend with the best intentions, but has a hard time verbalizing them.

I’m the friend who has a harder time complimenting you than a stranger because I know you and you’re probably more talented than I am and, yes, I get jealous, but am super happy that you have them.

I’m the friend who doesn’t usually enjoy physical activities and has no problem sitting them out.

I’m the friend who needs you to care about the things I do well in or work hard at. Or, at least, congratulate me in or ask about occasionally.

I'm //that// friend.

I’m the friend who doesn’t like to stay out late (depending on who you are), but doesn’t mind staying up late (also depends on who you are).

I’m the friend who enjoys getting dressed up for a nice dinner out, but doesn’t want to stay too long.

I’m the friend who tries to say the right things, but never really does.

I’m the friend who doesn’t like being in a large group.

I’m the friend who constantly wonders if you like me or not.

I’m the friend who would rather you tell me you hate me than pretend to like me.

I’m the friend who prefers deep conversations to small talk.

I’m the friend who either obsessively cares but doesn’t want to be clingy or the friend who is pretty much apathetic about everything.

I’m the friend who can’t stand the sound of chewing (honestly, I wish I could rip myself apart or tear my ears off my head when someone is chewing anything).

I’m the friend who can’t stand the sound of slurping.

I’m the friend who comes off as quite apathetic if you’re talking to a group. But if you catch me alone and talk about the same thing, I’ll try to be engaged and interested.

I’m the friend who doesn’t get super excited about much of anything.

I’m the friend who tries to see everything from a different point of view whether it contrasts with yours or not.

I’m the friend who doesn’t mind being the only one not interested in that show or film or actor.

I’m the friend who over thinks everything and can’t stop wondering if the hang out might have been more fun if I wasn’t there.

I’m the friend who wants to be in the loop and invited to everything, but doesn’t want to go.

I’m the friend who gets hurt if I’m not invited to something (even if I don’t want to go).

I’m the friend who is happy if you don’t invite me to something you don’t want me to go to (yes, I realizes this is contradictory).

I’m the friend who wishes you could just tell me your exact feelings about me.

I’m the friend who wouldn’t believe you even if you did.I'm //that// friend.

I’m the friend who doesn’t understand how you could like me.

I’m the friend with no clue about pretty much anything.

I’m the friend I’m positive no one wants to take out in public.

I’m the friend with so many thoughts, but speaks few words of importance.

I’m the friend who tries to stay quiet because no one would really want to hear my opinions, right? I mean, I’m pretty pessimistic. Or realistic. Same difference.

I’m the friend who wants to always be there for you and would do anything important for you.

I’m the friend who doesn’t really talk about my problems.

I’m the friend with no relationship status and wonders why but would probably hate to have one anyway.

I’m the friend with the most confidence and the most insecurities.

I’m the friend who think I’m the worst friend and the best friend.

I’m the friend who cares too much.

I’m the awkward friend.

I’m (un)apologetically me.






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Hello, love!

You know when you say something and someone says, “Hey! Me too!”? And you either get…

a. …really happy because you’ve found something in common with someone you feel is worth trying to make friends with.

b. …really aggravated because you thought you were special.

c. …super annoyed because you want nothing in common with the person you’re speaking with.

Well, I wonder if any of you feel the same way as I do. Hopefully, it’s a mutual a. option if you think, “Hey! Me too!” 😉

So do you ever feel…

  • like dreaming big dreams and not caring what happens while simultaneously feeling like it’s not worth it to pursue a thing?
  • that couples are the cutest and most revolting pairs of anything in the world?
  • like taking an incredible amount of risks to see how far you can get while also wanting to stick to the safe options?
  • like making friends with people while not wanting to put forth the effort to maintain that relationship?
  • like saying exactly what’s on your mind while not daring to because you’d get punched in the face and grounded for life?
  • like telling someone what’s on your mind but also not wanting to say a word about yourself?
  • like being that sweet person everyone wants their children to be like but no one actually really likes while also Caution: Contradictory human ahead.wanting to be that bad girl everyone loves?
  • like going to another country and living like the poor while also never wanting to leave the comfort of your own house?
  • like being the one everyone looks up to while also wanting to be the quiet kid in the back?
  • like saying something really smart while kind of going, “nah. No one wants to hear from me.”?
  • like you’re the lowest of the low while also feeling like you’re better than everyone else?
  • like listening to stupid pop songs while also wanting to listen to deep lyrics from a hard rock band?
  • like giving advice to someone while also feeling kind of awkward and in no position worthy enough to do so?
  • like being that encouraging person while also feeling fake when you do say something nice?
  • like judging and hating everyone but feeling guilty for doing so?
  • like wearing all black or more dresses but not wanting to scare everyone or break out of your norm, so you just wear the usual t-shirt and jeans?
  • like being cute and cuddly while also wanting to metaphorically be a leather jacket with spikes?
  • like wearing classy makeup while also wanting to go goth or something?
  • like falling in love with someone or hating the guts out of the human race?
  • like quitting school while simultaneously not wanting to give up?
  • like not caring what grades you get, but also knowing you’d feel like a failure if you didn’t get straight A’s?
  • like being immature and selfish while wanting to be seen as mature and selfless?
  • like eating all healthy food but all junk food at the same time?
  • like emailing and loving the crap out of someone while also feeling like you’re wasting their time?
  • like you’re the most important person ever but also feeling like you’re worth less than dog poop?
  • like you want to sleep all day but can’t because you have too much to do?

The list goes on. You too? Or am I just an awkward potato?

God bless!

Liebster Award!

I’ve been nominated for it! Which was a lovely surprise!

A big things to Tara for the nomination! It made my day. ^_^

So now, I guess this is what I have to do:

Thank and link back to the person who nominated you
List 11 facts about yourself
Answer the 11 questions asked by the blogger who nominated you
Nominate 9 bloggers who have fewer than 200 followers (you can’t nominate the blogger who nominated you)
Ask them 11 questions
Let them know about the nomination

Well, obviously since my parents have set restrictions on my internet communication abilities, I’ll just do what I can and hope y’all don’t hate me for it. 😛

Le 11 Facts

1) I’m the kind of person who likes pulp in their orange juice.

2) I second-guess everything. I’m serious. I’m rarely every sure of anything or anyone because I doubt. If I was a dude, my name’d be Thomas.

3) You’d probably never know if I hated you in real life because I’m polite. I’m more honest over the internet with some people, but irl, I’m known for smiling all the time and being way too sweet.

4) I’m really not very funny. My humor consists of uncalled for remarks, knowing random things, and facial expressions.

For instance, someone was joking and said that someone else was drunk on wine and the response was, “It’d take a lot more than that, honey.” I, not thinking, blurted out, “You would know.” *facepalm*

As for knowing random things, someone asked how one would hide a body (this was with the youth at my parish) and I was like, “OH YEAH, YOU BURY THE BODY SIX FEET UNDER AND THREE FEET ABOVE THAT YOU BURY A DOG. THEN WHEN THE POLICE’S DOGS GO SNIFFING, THEY’LL DIG OF THE DOG AND JUST KEEP LOOKING.” Way to make an impression on the young people of the church, Rana. Although, I did learn that that’s why one girl is friends with me. *shrug* Because I know how to hide a body. *cue the song They Will Know We Are Christians By Our Love*

5) I am thinking about setting up a little crochet shop during the summer. I think it’ll be a crochet-on-demand type thing. If anyone’s interested. *shrug*

6) I don’t like following school rules. Yeah, I’m homeschooled, but I do it online so the English lesson will ask me to choose which person was right on a certain issue and I’ll be all like, “Actually, neither and here’s why.”

7) RED is my favorite music band. Skillet, Sent By Ravens, Thousand Foot Krutch – other favs. 😉

8) I just made cinnamon roll scones – SUGAR-FREE, LOW-CARB, AND GLUTEN-FREE, PEOPLE. They’re amazing.

9) I talk a lot, but rarely say anything because I don’t like people I know knowing a lot about me.

10) I have privacy issues. People infringe on my personal space, possessions, or anything else of mine, I will freak out internally.

11) I don’t freak out very easily. I rarely scream. Especially if kids get hurt, I’m just all like, “unless they’re going to the ER, they’re fine. And even then, they should be fine.” I know, I know. I’m a heartless beast.

Le 11 Questions I Must Answer

1. Do you like to take distorted pictures of yourself?

…Yeah? I normally don’t like pictures of myself, so I mess them up as much as possible. I feel like it captures the “real me.” It’s kind of sad.

2. How would you describe yourself?

In a few words? A paragraph? A novel? An auto-biography? I’ll try to keep it short. 😛 I doubt myself a lot, but am strong in what I believe. I like people, but don’t trust them easily. But when it comes to fooling me, it’s quite easy. I swear I’m blonde at the roots. Someone told me cranberries were vegetables and someone joined in and I believed them. -_- In my defense, however, I was exhausted. *cough* I’m always exhausted. *cough*

3. What’s your best joke?

Me. I am my best joke. But if you want one to tell others… the first one that comes to mind is, “The best steak joke is a medium well done.” I didn’t make it up. I’m not funny/smart enough. 😛

4. If you had to change your name, what name would you pick?

Oh, gosh. Uhm… Ariadne? Maybe? Possibly? If I was a guy, I’d choose Icarus. I think that’s a flipping epic name.

5. Do you collect clothes tags?

Nope. I’m a pack rat, but I try not to keep things that I won’t look back on fondly later on in life. Or things that I can’t remember a lesson from. Know what I mean, jelly bean?

6. If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?

That answer would vary depending on the mood you caught me in. Right now, you caught me at cinnamon rolls/cinnamon roll scones. I have a sweet tooth. 😛

7. Choose one: Famous, rich, or attractive

What? Oooo. As in, which would I want in a man? Which would I want for myself? If the first: I’m not into guys. (I’m not into girls either! I think I’m non-sexual.) But I’d probably go for attractive (with the right personality, beliefs, etc.). If the second… Either famous or attractive. I have a lot I want to say for people to hear, but I’m afraid it’d change me and I don’t want that.

8. Do you have a favorite letter?

I like them all if they’re in the right font. ^_^

9. Chocolate or peanut butter?

O___________________O Why are they separated?

10. Would you be chosen to act as Snow White or the wicked step mother?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I have no idea. If the director of the play knew me, probably the wicked step mother. If we were just acquaintances, Snow White. Though I’d need a wig. 😛

11. Which is your favorite hair color: pink, blue, or green?

I think it depends on the person it’s on. 😉

Questions for my nominees to answer:

1) What nationality are you?

2) Do you believe the ends justify the means?

3) Do you work well under pressure or snap?

4) What’s your favorite music genre/band?

5) Batman or Superman?

6) Do you like to bake?

7) Would you rather burn to a crispy chip of a human person or get skinned alive?

8) Honestly, how many friends do you have? Not acquaintances, but honest-to-goodness-friends.

9) What was/is your best subject in school?

10) Do you do your own thinking or allow others to just give you the information?

11) What’s your favorite ink color?

My nominees (is that the correct terminology?) in alphabetical order:

1) Lisa of God’s Daughter 4 Ever

2) Mirriam of Wishful Thinking

3) Sara of Sara Delacroix

4) Una of Petticoats and Muckboots

And that about wraps it up!

Just a side note: my laptop went kaput last week. I’m getting it repaired. When I get it back, I’ll write up a post on what a touring author I ran into on Friday had to say about publishing and writing in general. 😉 I’d never heard of him before, but his name was Greg Gutfield and he wrote Not Cool.

God bless!


I Was Tagged and Shot!

Not surprising since I don’t run or work out or anything…

The lovely Lisa tagged me in her blog post and now I suppose I’m obligated to oblige and throw out the answers to the following questions. Wheeeeeeee! Here y’all go and I hope you enjoy! 😀

Following the questions are a few “awkward family photos” taken with (possibly, maybe — not sure yet. We stayed up ’till 3:00 yesterday/this morning and it’s almost 11:00 now, so we’ll see how this goes) and by my bestie, Sara! Enjoy!

1. What are your top five favorite novels?

Why do you do this to me? *groans* Well… for starters: anything by Mirriam Neal (Paper Crowns, Paper Hearts, This Mortal Coil, The Shadows Fall, Accesso, Disconnect, everything!), The Silmarillion by J.R.R. Tolkien and The Children of Hurin, also by J.R.R. Tolkien, A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court by Mark Twain, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand we’ll stop now since I named a ton of Mirriam’s stuff. xD

2. What style do you enjoy writing in the most?

Styles vary from writer to writer. I wasn’t aware there were names/categories for them…

3. Whose writing to you admire the most?

I admire many authors, and they’re all very different. I admire Mirriam’s a lot and also Sara’s.

4. What is the thing that prevents you most from writing?

Me. Me and school and people and life.

5. What is your favorite WIP?  

Well, I have a lot. I’ve kind of put everything on hiatus for a while since I’ve got he Block, but I’ve started editing The Reset. I love that novel. ❤

6. What is your nickname?

…My first name consists of four letters. But, you know, people will shorten it if they can. Some have called me “Ran (pronounced like ‘wren’).” My bestie has dubbed me “Dana (that resulted from a typo)” and “Chewy (think Chewbaca — don’t know how that started).” Random people also call me “Red” or “Ginger.” How creative.

7. How many siblings do you have?

Two. An older brother and a younger sister.

8. If you could visit anywhere, where would you visit?

If we’re choosing from this dimension and reality, then I would say the British Isles. I would be content to land anywhere in that region. <– Mirriam’s answer sums it up for me.

9. How many writing blogs do you follow?

A few.

10.  If you had to choose between Benedict Cumberbatch and Tom Hiddleston, who would you pick?

Don’t objectify them; however, if I had to choose, I’d probably go with Tom Hiddleston. I do admire Benedict Cumberbatch, but here are my reasons for choosing the latter of the two options.

One: Tom seems like more of a polite guy. Benedict is a classy gentleman, but Martin Freeman (oh, that King of Sass) has rubbed off on him, causing him to swear a lot. I’m not overtly sensitive to curse words, but I try to stay away from them.

Two: Tom seems like he’d respect me just because I’m a person. I’m not saying Benedict won’t, but Tom just seems more likely to give people the time of day.

Three: He seems so sweet and I’d like the opportunity to let him know I appreciate his standing up for classiness, respect for women and men alike, and just his respectable, thoughtful, humble, and hopeful outlook on life.

Well, that’s that. Now here’s some pix.


Hey, it’s Sara and her dog, Zoe.




I think I look like this a lot. I’m a confused person.







Okay, so some weren’t so awkward. But those are my favorites of me. I’ll leave my bestie out. She thinks I love her dogs. I’m more of a cat person. I don’t mind dogs as long as they’re hot, don’t stink, don’t lick back, don’t make noise, and are dead. Or, you know, at a distance. I can stand dogs if they’re old and well-behaved. I don’t like them licking me and stuff. *cringes*

God bless and goodnight!



Is it a bad idea to watch Signs before you go to sleep?

Concerning My Ethnic Background

Ana/Elfie asked about my heritage/ethnic background and I’d like to answer that real fast. 😉

First off, I offer my condolences to you, Ana. Any death in the family is hard. Thankfully, no one close to me has ever died, but if you were close to your grandpa, I understand how you feel on a small scale. 😦 *hugs*

I’m, like, a buffet. A main course of American and Lebanese with Scottish, Irish, German, Native American, Egyptian (maybe not even anymore, but it’s cool to think, so let me dream), and who knows what else sprinkled in there. 😛

My mum’s American, Irish, Scottish, German, Native American, and I think there’s a couple more, but yeah.

And then my dad is Lebanese and maybe Egyptian. 😛 He was born and raised there along with the rest of his family and moved here when he was 18 with his 19 year old brother for college. 🙂 He worked for my mom’s dad for a while and then she and him got married.

I don’t look Lebanese though. I just got the big nose. <_< And the puffy lower lip. *sigh* And some royal blood. Yeah. My name also means “queenly.” Coincidence? I don’t think so. 😛

Oh! I made an owl hat (using this pattern). I gave it to my soon-to-be uncle-in-law (is that what you call ’em?). He and my aunt and their baby are the owl family. The girls got matching pink ones. ^_^ (I’m wishing I kept it now, ’cause we’re heading into 40 degree weather — don’t look at me like that. I’m a Florida girl used to 80/90 degree weather. But I’m not tan. No, I’m a pale thing. My friend told me to use blush since I “looked dead.” — She was just joking though… I think.)


And now I’m off to get stuff (not sure what, but stuff) done before the 3-day long speech and debate tournament! Exhausting, but totally worth it. 😉

January’s first round of questions will be up some time after I get back!

In the meantime, don’t die and keep your chins up! ❤

God bless!




“What should I post? I don’t want to start with important stuff ’cause not many people will read it.” So, I’ve decided to start with something not so important and save the important stuff for some other time when more people will read it. My topic? Me.

Yeah. Sorry. I know. It’s not the best subject. I’m a lame weirdo. And I’ve already got a page about me…


Maybe I’m interesting. Maybe I’m not. But whatever. Here we go!

1) I’m Roman Catholic and proud of it. My confirmation saint is Mary. ^_^ (If you have questions, refer to this since I can’t respond to you personally. 🙂 )

2) I like lists.

3) I’m mildly OCD (“You couldn’t tell by looking at my room, but…” – my OCD bestie on herself).

4) So… I’m an INTJ. I like to say that ’cause it makes me feel special. Apparently, that’s the rarest personality type out there…

5) I have blue eyes, but my right eye has a brown spot in it. O_o

6) I’m 15 years old.

7) I have a crazy amount of acquaintances, but not many friends.

8) I’ve been told that I’m very mature for my age.

9) However, if they got to know me, they’d find out I’m a total nutball.

10) My little sister is watching Merlin right now (I’m sort of watching it too) and I’m listening to Evanescence.

11) I think Sir Gawain’s most profound line is, “I was dreaming of cheese that tasted like apple pie.”

12) I’m a music junkie.

13) My cat is watching Merlin from outside on the porch…


15) I loved Moriarty.

16) I once said, “I just said that in an Australian accent! Now you have to do it!” (Yes, I quote myself.)

17) Sometimes, I remember I have a skeleton in my body.

18) I have to babysit my little cousins and sister tonight.

19) I love to bake!

20) I have a horrid sweet tooth!

K, there’s 20 things about me. 😀 Now I will leave you with this terrifying image of me being professional at a speech and debate showcase where I had to be welcoming to people and make them want to join our speech and debate group.


God bless!