Just in case you missed it, my tumblr is http://doinglaundryismykryptonite.tumblr.com and feel free to contact me there once form spring closes; I am honestly on there 24/7.

Common interests, no drama, and being all around pleasant with a good sense of humor

I'd recommend anything written by John Green, the Percy Jackson series (and The Heroes of Olympus), The Perks of Being a Wallflower, anything by S.E. Hinton, Ethan Frome, Vampire Academy series (and Bloodlines), It's Kind of a Funny Story, The Thirteenth Tale, The Road, and Boy Meets Boy

For fanfiction recommendations, here are the links to my favorites pages:

http://www.harrypotterfanfiction.com/viewuser.php?showuid=202715&fav=1

http://www.fanfiction.net/u/4047281/

Hopefully soon! Sorry for being so MIA lately; I've just been really busy with life, school, and Netflix. But I will do the best I can to update soon! Thanks for sticking around :D

Something related to brain tumors for my uncle

i don't know

Still going strong

On my computer, I have Pizza John saying "Do your homework" and the TARDIS on my phone.

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http://doinglaundryismykryptonite.tumblr.com

and/or

http://wonderlandhpff.tumblr.com

It's pretty unexpected, I'll say. It's too bad though :/

A boy in my preschool class

Mechanical pencil

Sure thing! :D


I scratched at my scalp and looked up towards the sky, the dizziness and woozy feeling from a few moments before just a dull nuisance. “So what? We just, like, beamed up? That’s how we got here?”

My gaze shifted from the clouds to my boyfriend only to see that he was eyeing me in a way that could only be his you’re-kidding-right? face. It was an expression that James wore more often than not when it came to the two of us and at this stage of the game I was able to recognize the signs a mile away: eyebrows raised in a questioning manner, the slight curve of his lips in an uncommitted smile. You know, the usual. But I wasn’t joking this time; I was dead serious. (I mean, how else was someone supposed to get from one place to another in a matter of seconds? That was the only way that I knew of and, as the daughter of a sci-fi/fantasy extraordinaire, I was fairly certain that I had the required street cred for this sort of thing). So when my statement wasn’t followed by a lame punch line of sorts, James seemed to get the idea. “Uh, no, actually. This isn’t Star Trek, Spencer. I’m a wizard, not a spaceman.”

“So?” I asked, eyebrows knitting together.

“’So?’ So that means we don’t beam up.”

I scoffed and crossed my arms. “Well that’s ridiculous, if we didn’t actually teleport via vortex manipulator or something, then I don’t understand how we got here.”

Sighing, James gripped at his hair with both hands and tugged at the messy locks. “Magic. I used magic.”

“Okay, so you’re trying to tell me that within seconds you teleported us to some made-up village in Scotland with magic.”

I rolled my eyes for seemed like the millionth time; I just couldn’t get over how stupid this all sounded. I mean, “magic?” Seriously?

But apparently James was taking this whole thing much more seriously than I was because he looked like he was torn between slapping himself in the face over my slow uptake and screaming hallelujah.

“For the last time, yes.”

There's too many for me to just narrow it down to one!

But in other news, I have a new Harry Potter/ Doctor Who crossover oneshot out if you would be so kind as to check it out :D

http://www.harrypotterfanfiction.com/viewstory.php?psid=323655

I have a bamboo plant in my dorm room named Amelia Jessica Pond Williams that I like to think of a pet. I got her at a campus event and it's been three weeks and I have yet to kill her.

But I also got my two dogs from a breeder 11 years ago.

Babysitting. I don't really know what to do with kids.

I have and I personally really like The Host and can't wait for the movie (although I'm a little skeptical about the actress playing Wanda/Melanie. I think she will make a great Wanda but I don't think she's tough or cool enough to be Melanie; she's too soft). I'm not a Twilight fan but I actually really like The Host; it was the first Dystopian novel I had ever read before I even knew what that meant.

Errrr I'm going to cop out and say both because I literally can't choose

I'm not sure. I really like doing both; I alternate between being excited about the stories I already have published and the ones I want to.

Quidditch