All posts for the month April, 2013

L for Loss

Published April 13, 2013 by Laitie

In my senior year of high school, I lost the dog we’ve had since I was five years old. It was the hardest thing I had ever experienced. I didn’t want to let him go. I  loved him so much. He was one of the best dogs ever.

Now I recently lost my grandmother. That was harder. Although the grandma I knew had been gone for a long time, it was hard to see it be final. It’s still hard sometimes. I can’t imagine losing anyone even closer to me. I commend those of you that have. To go through life every day without them there. That’s strength. A strength I don’t think I have.


K for Keepsake

Published April 13, 2013 by Laitie

My mom had a beautiful thing done for her two daughters. She told her engagement ring that had four diamonds and had it melted down. the gold was re-shaped into two pendants, claughddah(OMG sp?), with a shamrock in the middle and the two diamonds on it: one big and one little. It’s beautiful and precious, and I will keep it always.

J for Justice!

Published April 11, 2013 by Laitie

I’m totally into Batman lately. I’ve been playing Lego Batman Wii like a beast.

OK, not like a beast. But a heck of a lot more than I’ve played video games before.

Oddly enough, though, Batman isn’t one of my favorite characters. My favorite is Harley Quinn. I just love the poor girl. She’s so messed up. I love messed up characters. You should see my characters and how messed up they are XP.

I like Damian and Tim Drake, too. I don’t know which I like more, though. Tim Drake has a special place in my heart. He was the kid Robin in the Batman: The Animated Series when I was a kid. I loved him then, and I still love him now.

Damian is another little kid. So messed up, again. But trying so hard. And Ra’s Al Ghul is going to resurrect him.

I love Catwoman. Just because she’s freaking awesome.

The Riddler is cool, too. He’s super smart, and I love super smart characters.

Batman isn’t the only superhero series I like, though. I also quite enjoy Spiderman. If only because he’s super sexy.

I for Inspiration

Published April 11, 2013 by Laitie

I get inspiration from other creative people. I get inspired to write my own stories in their worlds, interacting with their characters. I’m not the typical Mary-Sue that the cannon characters fall in love with. I make up my own plotlines. My own dramas. It’s not often that my character will fall in love with a cannon or vice versa.

I find little inspiration elsewhere. Sometimes prompts work. But not always. They have to be really good prompts. My mind needs to be jogged. Nice weather and rolling water doesn’t do it for me. 

What inspires you?

H for Honor

Published April 9, 2013 by Laitie

Where is it?

Have you seen it?

Where’s my honor?

I’ve searched the whole world for it. From one pole to the other. Chasing it. Just as I get my hands on it, it slips out of my grip.

No, you cannot help me. I know what I’m doing. I’ll find my honor. And I’ll go home triumphantly. Just you wait.

–Bonus points if you know what the heck I’m talking about XP.

G for Grandparents

Published April 7, 2013 by Laitie

My grandparents have been alive and well all through my childhood. It’s only recently when they started fading away. I lost one last month. Her husband is close to passing. And now both my other grandparents are sick. I have one more grandmother (due do divorce), but I don’t talk to her. She’s drama+ and I’m done with her crap.

My paternal grandmother passed away a few weeks ago. It was my first funeral. I didn’t think I’d cry much. Because both my paternal grandparents have been “gone.” They haven’t been themselves anymore. They weren’t the grandparents I knew. But I cried. A lot. Mostly for my dad and aunt and grandfather, but a little for myself, too.

What I didn’t like about the funeral was the “Message.” It was all about Jesus, not my grandmother. It was comforting in its way, but I thought my grandmother should have had a bigger role in her own funeral.

My paternal grandfather is struggling. Especially now with his wife gone. He refuses to eat (though that’s not new). I miss the old Grandpa.

My maternal grandparents are starting to scare me. My grandmother got sick on their way home from Florida. Fluid in her lungs and pneumonia. Now my grandfather also has pneumonia. I haven’t seen them yet, but after the death of my paternal grandmother, I’m a little extra-aware of their mortality. And I’m scared this pneumonia thing could kill them :/.

F for Factory

Published April 6, 2013 by Laitie

I worked at a factory once. I wasn’t impressed by the idea. But I was desperate for a temp job that January break from college. It was hard work. But you know what? I really enjoyed it. Like a lot. Like, I really wanna go back.

Everyone was super nice and super chill. Even when I was screwing up, they remained as chill about the whole thing as possible. Nothing like my job now. The pressure to do awesome now is back-breaking. The pressure to do well then? Psh, there was none! I -wanted- to do well. I wanted to do well for my awesome bosses and co-workers.

I miss that factory. I’m really considering going back. If only they paid more :/. Have you ever had a job that you’re surprised to say you enjoyed?