Buddy has a blog now.

I rarely talk publicity or try to promote other peoples’ blogs, but I thought I should let some people know my brother has a blog now. (Especially since my primary readers are family.) Click here to check it out.

I’d also like to say I’d really, really, really, appreciate it if you sent my blog on to your friends, family, whatever. Love my writing? Share it with those you love. I don’t care if you only came here for an entry entirely dedicated to Audrey Hepburn, take a look at some of my other entries. I’m sure you’ll like them. (After all, Audrey wasn’t just a style icon, she was a great political mind. As am I. 🙂

I apologize for my lack of deep and personal blog entries lately, too. It’s not that nothing awesome/monumentous has happened lately, it’s just that everything that’s happened lately seems to be able to be described in only a couple of words. And who ever said being straightforward was a bad thing? 😛

Alex Violet

AND BAM.

Alex + Buddy at park, originally uploaded by AlexthePoeticGenius.

A photo. Buddy on left, Alex on right. We took a walk something like a month ago and this was at a park. Just thought I’d share.

Oh, yes; and in reality, Buddy was standing on a play structure at the time the photo was taken. Really, he’s always come up to my nose/mouth/chin height-wise.

I know it’s 12:25 AM, for the record…

I’m just glad I finally figured out how to get my phone photos to the computer. (I email them to myself. 🙂

Alex Violet

P.S. TGIF! Today we didn’t have any school since it was an NI (Non-Instructional) day.

P. P. S. For those that’re wondering: I’m fifteen, Mathew/Buddy’s eleven. So that makes us like four years apart. (Rounding up from the months apart.)

P. P. P. S. Thanks Aunt Linda for the article you sent me. (I’m not sure if you know my plan from it being mentioned at all on my blog, but I plan to finish writing my novel before I’m sixteen so I can publish it in time to have any money I make from it pay for my university, so I love advice.) I never got around to replying to the facebook message, but I know you read my blog. 😛

Believe Anything is Possible

No, you’re not going crazy. You did not miss the other sonnets, I just never really posted them. Well, I posted one of them. But still.
Here’s another.

Meaning of Life
By Alex Violet

This world is a thousand jumps, learning to fly;
Awaiting on the day flight replaces fall.
So many times I have asked ‘why’,
Only to realize there is no meaning at all.
Who says you need a reason to want to be glad?
No one really knows what’s good for us after the end.
But I know I don’t want to live my life always mad.
I try to live it to the fullest, praying I’ll be a legend
Like the ones that make history and stretch possibility.
Who says you need a single bold meaning,
To live every second with pronounced dignity,
When every little thing brings you the feeling:
That even if this is all there is to it,
Maybe or even definitely, it’s 100% worth it.

Sorry if I offended anyone. Really and truly, I’m pretty sure I believe in heaven. Maybe not hell, though. I would think if you make (a) mistake(s), God would give you a second chance and you might be reincarnated over and over again. My dad once told me that there was a religion where they believed that the later your birthday was in the year, the more times you’d been reincarnated.

But really, I don’t mean to dictate my belief(s) to anyone. With that poem, I just meant to say that life is worth everything, every mistake and adventure and thing to be proud of.

Even if there isn’t anything after it, (I’m not saying there is, I’m not saying there isn’t) then “maybe or even definitely, it’s 100% worth it.”

I’m saying not to be afraid of indulgence, because no one truly KNOWS (we believe, we don’t know) what happens after this. (‘This’ being a living being’s life span.)

I’m sorry I didn’t write so much throughout the week, but I’ve actually been getting out of the apartment. I went on several walks, yesterday a 2-hour one with my friend and her sister around their neighbourhood. I very much love their neighbourhood as it is one with several farms and old-ish houses. (Some, I said, are haunted.) It was brutally warm out, but the breeze made it a zillion times better.
The day before that, Buddy and I played a couple of playground games with three neighbourhood kids. We played Grounders, Sardines, and Emperor. Before Emperor, some jerks who used to bully Buddy last year came around and started calling us (us as in all of us playing playground games) nerds at the top of their lungs.
So I yelled back, “DAMN RIGHT, BUT WE’RE THE AWESOMAZINGEST NERDS YOU’LL EVER MEET!!!”
And Buddy backed me up.

So overall I’ve been having a great week and tomorrow I’m going to visit my Grandparents. Who rule, by the way.

Alex Violet

MLIA, Blame it on the Pop, Opening Ceremony of the Olympics/Vancouver 2010, and my day was lovely, thank you very much. :)

Today, I submitted an MLIA.

Yesterday, I watched the Percy Jackson & the Lightning Thief in theatres. Near the end, it got to a very serious part in the movie and Grover had a line that said, “It is my duty.” I could swear that nearly everyone in the theatre giggled at the word “duty”. I am proud to be able to say I was one of them. MLIA

My brother has this “Blame it on the Pop” mashup song on his iPod shuffly, which I’ve been listening to while my own iPod nanochromatic ran out of battery. And then went through the wash…

So I just can’t get enough of this mashup. If you want to see it straight from the source, you can either double-click the video above or search “Blame it on the Pop” or “DJEarworm” on YouTube. He has a website where you can download it for your iPod, too, but I don’t know it. It’s in the description for the YouTube video, though.

Today my Grampa (who I call Papa) on my mother’s side visited us. We went to _____ [insert name of 20-minute-drive-away city that is larger than my own], ate lunch at Dairy Queen (I had 2 things o’ onion rings, 1 thing o’ fries, and a medium Pepsi), went to the Zellers (bought an Olympic tee- one that is red and reads believe accross the chest in white lettering), went to the Pharma Plus (Buddy bought an Olympic mascot hat), went to a second-hand bookstore, went to Chapters, went grocery shopping, and ate dinner at Pizza Hut. The waitress lady complimented my manners. She said they had really improved since the last time she had seen us at Pizza Hut.

My mother also bragged to the cashier lady at the second-hand bookstore about how I was destined to be a writer, and the cashier lady said there can never be enough writers in the world and asked if I’d sent anything in to a publisher yet. I said no. Then my mother went on saying about how my fourth grade teacher has sent writing contest flyers and newspaper clippings about young writers and book order brochures my way through my little brother, who still goes to my elementary school.

I was smiling the whole time. I love when people say nice things about me and they mean just that much more if I’m not asking them to say nice things about me. Plus, I’d never actually heard my mother brag about my writing in my presence before.

So today has been an overall good day.

Last night I stayed up ’till midnight to watch the opening ceremonies for the Olympics. I fell asleep when that ballerina guy in the harness was dancing over that wheat field thing and then woke up when my brother was yelling at me that KD Lang (singer of ‘Hallelujah’, I’m not actually sure I got the name right) was actually a girl, as if it mattered. (Although I am still unsure of this person’s gender, for the record.) They really sang it well, I’ve got to say.

I wrote a very poetic journal entry about what the Olympics means to me (unity of the world), the sort of person I want to be (as memorable and important and noble as the flag bearers or Wayne Gretzky, and if I die young *knock on wood* that people will honour me at least the way they did the fallen luge athlete, may he Rest In Peace), and how beautiful the whole ceremony was.

ALSO, I think it’s worth writing about that They Know Me in the Chapters. Really. The lady there (also known as H., she was the one who also works in the library and reccomended the Mediator [Cabot] series to me) actually approached me to offer me a coupon and then I turned around and she recognized me and was all “Oh, you got your hair cut! It looks nice.”

It makes me feel awesomazing, like I belong when people recognize me from public places I go to often. 🙂

Happy Valentine’s 😀

Alex Violet

PS I didn’t go to the school dance. None of my friends were going to go either, which was basically what ultimately decided it for me. I don’t want to feel alone at a dance. It’s four hours long, after all. What the beep am I supposed to do?`:P It’s fine though, I had a nice night with my family. Watched the Lightning Thief (mentioned it already, but who cares! 🙂 ) and The Opening Ceremonies (also mentioned it, but who cares! 🙂 ) Life is pretty good right now. I’ve got Monday off for family day.