Why don't we ever get pep talks in real life? Really, I don't know to much about you but if anyone else is like me they could use one every once in a while. And I am not referring to a half hearted "You can do it" or a frustrated, 'stop stressing you know you going to be fine'. because that most definitely does not count. Think about it. For example, in T.V. it is apparently always except-able to stop in the middle of whatever is going on and give the hero a Braveheart worthy pep talk that gives them the courage to take down the Wicked Witch or the Daleks or The Other Bad Guy That Is About To Destroy The World. Pretty much ever single Doctor Who episode has some great motivational moment between the characters. And no matter who is threatening Storybrooke whoever is the hero that day gets some great You Can Do It from just about everyone in a 50 mile vicinity. In T.V. and books and other fictional media it is almost assumed that everyone gets a loving pat on the back and a good luck from everyone they pass as long as they are on the good side. But despite m goodness, my loving family I've never gotten one of those. Not one tat I every fully believed anyways. mainly because they only came when I was truly desperate, sobbing, on the verge of throwing everything away. A really low moment. So The question comes- is it my fault? I know I build other people up often. I'm not a mean person. Fairly sarcastic but I make sure that everyone knows that I really am a cool person to be around. I try to balance it all out. But do I not? or is it my easy encouragement of others, my take no bullshit about their insecurities that has turned them off trying to help me? i guess most of my friends don't ever really see me at a low point. And know that I'm typing this- they really have been kind at times. And I suppose that if I were to get a full fledged brave heart pep talk I'd cut them of half way through and call them out on their shtackoa and be done with the conversation. but I can't help but think part of that comes from the society that we have grown up in. Middle school girls have the compliment wars, high schoolers just hide it all and believe no one would actually mean any of the nice things and by the time your an adult you are irrevocably "self confident' in your body and you let anyone else think that you might as well be the idiot up on stage with Dr. Phil. You know? I mourn the never existent world that i would be able to really build some one up and they believe every word that comes out of my mouth and later, down the road when I am hurt, or scared, or quiet or facing something/ anything new they or someone else would come around the corner take me aside and build me up. And I could believe them as well.
Because honestly, I think I'm a pretty good person, I believe I am intelligent, attractive, funny, kind, but sometimes even the most self confident people need a second person to tell them what they already know.

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Nerd Girl moments...

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I like to believe this one says it all... no explanation needed. I enjoyed making this one... ah good times...

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"The scar had not pained Harry for nineteen years. All was well."
~J. K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (759)

Today I finished the Harry Potter series. It's been a long road. It has taken months and many, many late nights. I have cried and laughed and done so many things the so many people felt before me. And though I'm late I have come. And I will not soon forget this road. I will not be doing any review or anything of the sort so I'm going to say this, I did not expect to like it as much as I did and I promise you I liked it quite a lot. I am emotionally spent and have quite a few feels roaming around. But I'm not sure I will be reading it again soon. It's sort of like thanksgiving dinner, it is fantastic and lovely and amazing... But only once a year. Any more than that is too much. If you haven't read it-do so. And if you have I am happy to say I have as well, hello:).

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True story! I was in french class and we start learning about historical canadian peoples and here is this guys picture and I'm like Its the eighth Doctor!

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Now, I've always had a question...how do you pronounce meme? I've never known. But whether it be meme or meme I hop you enjoy my little creation. 

I ship Molly and Sherlock. 

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And books are loved because they are impossible. Because they can't ever really happen. Movie adaptations are proof of that. So we immerse ourselves in the seemingly improbable and fool our imaginations into making it seem real. That is why we cry at endings, or deaths, or births, or life standing still in tragedy. That is why Ender Wiggin is such a tragic little boy. That is why Katniss Everdeen is such an inspiring leader. Or why Augustus Waters is so spectacular . Because reading is the process us being lied to, believing it, closing the book, and having a war with reality. Life may be interesting but a book is always better. You may be flying in a plane but Peter Pan is flying in a pirate ship. You may be in love but Mr. Darcy is in deeper love than you. Books are such beautiful liars, we pay to be deceived. We talk about it. We compare lies, we write about how we liked or disliked them. We give awards to the books that lied better than others. We love it. Love it all. Because we know they are impossible in the far away, unwanted galaxies of reality. But for a pure moment of unrepentant ecstasy the book whispers in our soul and weaves such great tales of deception that we can fool ourselves into believing it is possible. And in that moment every word every chapter is worth the crash, worth the lies.   ~ Rain Tyndale