Randomness: A Sip of Sentimentality

Things that just cluttered my mind so I had to let it out. No connection to my life right now. =) I don't even know what's the purpose of all these words. But as the title says, randomness rules. Write whatever.

You smile, and I smile

Clearly, we're meant to be.

***

I looked out the window

Saw the raindrops

And I thought I saw you out there

But you were just a dream

A figment of my imagination.

***

O Romeo, Romeo

Wherefore art thou, Romeo?

'Tis midnight and the moon is hidden

Wilt thou hide from me too?

Methinks thou have forgotten

But I have not

Thou may not be Romeo

But I will wait

For thou art my only heart.

***

Good things never last that long

But with you nothing can go wrong.

***

One and one makes two

But go away because I hate you.

;P

Summoning the Dead

Just finished reading this book a few hours ago. It was awesome: deliciously, chillingly, hauntingly awesome.

The heroine is Chloe Saunders and she had a basically normal life...until she started seeing ghosts. So she gets shipped off to Lyle House, a group home for troubled teens. For teens with mental disorders. But the home isn't what it seems. Apparently there are dangerous, deadly secrets behind Lyle House and its residents. And it's up to Chloe to find them out...before its skeletons come back to haunt her.

So to make it simpler:

-girl sees ghosts

-girl ends up in a home for troubled teens

-girl meets housemates (who all have dark secrets)

-ghosts and trouble follow

-girl has to save herself or end up in a real mental hospital... or get killed.

I really loved the horror and the suspense in the story. I got goosebumps reading some parts, and it kept me wide awake into the night.

A whole new series to get addicted to! Can't wait to read the sequel.

A must-read, people. A must-read.

How to make homemade ice cream in a plastic bag

No ice cream? No problem! You probably have the ingredients at home to whip some up.

You Will Need
Two resealable plastic bags, one gal.-sized and one qt.-sized
1/2 c. reduced-fat or whole milk
1 1/2 to 2 tbsp. of sugar
1/2 tsp. of vanilla extract or 1 tbsp. of cocoa powder
2 trays of ice cubes
6 tbsp. salt
Waterproof winter gloves
Chocolate or butterscotch chips
Flavored syrups
Flavoring extracts

Step 1: Put ingredients in smaller bag
Put the milk and sugar in the quart-sized bag and seal it. For vanilla ice cream, add vanilla extract; for chocolate ice cream, add cocoa powder. Throw in a quarter of a cup of chocolate or butterscotch chips if you like.
Experiment with other varieties by using ½ to 1 tsp. of flavored syrups like strawberry or caramel or extracts like lemon or almond.

Step 2: Make an ice bag
Put the ice and the salt in the gallon-sized bag.

Step 3: Put small bag inside big one
Put the smaller bag inside the bigger bag and seal it.

Step 4: Shake it
Shake the larger bag vigorously for seven to 10 minutes.
Wear winter gloves while you shake; the bag is cold!

Step 5: Enjoy
Remove the small bag, which now contains ice cream. Snip a hole in the corner of the bag and squeeze it into a dish. Makes one serving.

I'd love to try this especially when it's very hot. No need to buy outside! :)

Source: http://www.howcast.com/videos/183161-How-To-Make-Homemade-Ice-Cream-in-a-Plastic-Bag

Lights, Camera, Action

Last night, my family and I went to the mall to watch (drumroll, please) "Eclipse". Yup, good ol' "Eclipse", the third installment of the immortal "Twilight" saga. I didn't really watch it because I'm a Twihard and I'll die if I don't. Actually, I just watched out of curiosity and my obligation to my family (read: bonding on Sundays). So you can guess my feelings. Half looking forward to it, half groaning from the prospect of watching another cheesy, boring Twilight movie (sorry to my sister, who loves Twilight, and Edward. Or Jacob. Or both.).

But soon I found myself in the cinema, fidgeting around and trying to grab some of the food (we were all like vampires. Or werewolves. Either.). Then the movie started.

I must admit, it wasn't that bad. In my opinion, I think Eclipse is the best of the three movies so far. Finally, a Twilight movie that makes some sense and doesn't make my head spin. I really enjoyed watching it, especially the scenes with lots of action.

Once upon a time, I also had a mad obsession with Twilight. First year. I kept hearing this vampire book from my classmates, and out of curiosity I checked it on the Internet. I went to the website, read what was it all about, and then poof. I was suddenly caught in the Twilight fever. I wanted to read the book but I didn't have one yet so I spent all my time in front of the computer, trying to know more and more about those vampires. Boy, that only increased my hunger for it. I kept thinking about it. I couldn't get enough. I wanted the book.

I was addicted. Truly, madly, deeply.

Finally, my uncle gave me the book as a gift, and when I had it I couldn't put it down. I wanted to keep reading and to drink in every word. I wanted to devour it.

But you know how it went. Months later, the hunger and obsession faded away. I sort of got tired with it all, so I moved to other books.

I'd have to thank it though. Haven't you noticed that because of Twilight's popularity, hundreds of vampire and supernatural books have sprouted (now most of our books at home have black covers) and there is a renewed interest in reading? All thanks to Stephenie Meyer.

Now I couldn't imagine life without Twilight. Or vampires.

Let's just stare at each other forever.

Boo!

She didn't like it at all when her father had to go down to London and, for the first time, she had to sleep alone in the old house. She went up to her bedroom early. She turned the key and locked the door. She latched the windows and drew the curtains. Then she peered inside her wardrobe, and pulled open the bottom drawer of her clothes press; she got down on her knees and looked under the bed.

She undressed; she put on her nightdress.

She pulled back the heavy linen cover and climbed into bed. Not to read but to try and sleep - she wanted to sleep as soon as she could. She reached out and turned off the lamp.

"That's good," said a little voice. "Now we're safely locked in for the night."

-by Kevin Crossley-Holland (British Folk Tales)