The Beatles freaking lied to us.

Delirium by Lauren Oliver

Before scientists found the cure, people thought love was a good thing. They didn’t understand that once love — the deliria — blooms in your blood, there is no escaping its hold. Things are different now. Scientists are able to eradicate love, and the government demands that all citizens receive the cure upon turning eighteen. Lena Holoway has always looked forward to the day when she’ll be cured. A life without love is a life without pain: safe, measured, predictable, and happy.

But with ninety-five days left until her treatment, Lena does the unthinkable: She falls in love.

– Goodreads Description

I know, I know. The Beatles said, “all you need is love”. But, apparently, those dudes were wrong. Either that, or they lied to us. So break up with your boyfriend, and stop seeing that girl you met at Starbucks. Love is a DISEASE, people!

Alright, back to reality.

In Lena’s world, love is the ultimate enemy. It makes the worst type of disease look like a picnic at Disneyland. So, in order to live a happy, healthy life in this society, you got to get “cured” at the age of 18. Kind of like you gotta get those nasty flu shots during flu season, expect it’s all year-long.

So, in other words, she lives in a really screwed up world that I wouldn’t even make my worst enemy live in. No, really. It’s that bad.

I really liked Delirium. It’s beautifully written and has a really good premise. My favorite thing about Delirium is the relationships, especially Lena and Hana’s friendship. They’re complete opposites, but have a chemistry that just pops out of the page. I was actually more interested in their friendship than I was with Lena and Alex’s romance (BEST FRIENDS 5EVER, BOIFRIENDS 5NEVER). My other favorite thing was the documents, poetry, history, and new religion Lauren Oliver created and included before each chapter. It’s pretty freaking sweet and a great way to help the readers understand the society better, without distracting from the story.

Even though Delirium is a dystopian, the story read more like a contemporary to me. Almost like something Sarah Dessen could write. Maybe that’s because there’s no flying cars, talking computers, or crazy robots running around and shooting at each other like what I usually imagine when I think of dystopian. Minus the whole “love is a disease” thing, Lena lives in a world similar to ours…which is probably what makes it so scary.

Could it be adapted to film/television? Yes. In fact, Fox 2000 has picked up the film rights! According to IMDb, Delirium is set for a 2013 release date. I have a feeling this’ll be like a Nicholas Sparks type of movie, only set in the future. Like, The Last Song meets The Hunger Games or something.

What are your thoughts?

Showbiz Women Who Kick Ass.

Some people tend to hold this view that women in Hollywood are a bunch of air heads with fake boobs and no brains. They’ll see a young movie star coming out of her limo drunk and without any underwear and assume all showbiz women are like this and that there are no smart, respectable women in Hollywood that people, especially the youth, can look up to.

Frankly, I disagree.

What is the definition of a “kick-ass showbiz woman”, you say? So glad you asked.

THE DEFINITION OF A KICK-ASS SHOWBIZ WOMAN:

Noun: A woman who makes her living in the entertainment business and is adored by many. She is admired for her beauty, intelligence, and awesomeness. Plus, she can entertain the world without having to take her clothes off.

EXAMPLE NUMERO UNO:

Tina Fey

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Tina Fey is one of the kick-assiest (I made up a new word!) women of Hollywood. She writes and stars in her own show and movies, has a (REALLY, REALLY GOOD) book out, and she wrote Mean Girls. Need I say more? This woman has inspired me in more ways than almost any other person in Hollywood. She’s hilarious, and every time I see her win an award on TV, I can’t help but scream, “GIRL POWER!” with my fist up in the air. Miss Fey proves that women can be smart AND sexy. Because of this, I find her to be an excellent woman for young girls to look up to.

EXAMPLE NUMERO DOS:

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Two words: LIZZIE. MCGUIRE.

What 90’s girl didn’t grow up watching LM? Who didn’t buy the books? And I know I wasn’t the only one who was obsessed with the video game…at least, I hope not. Okay, I’m not ashamed to say it: I’m a Hilary Duff fan. She starred in some of the best teen movies in the last 10 years, came out with fun pop music, and now writes Young Adult Literature. Triple threat? Yeah, you could say so. She’s influenced the youth in a positive way. One of the ways being that she grew up in front of millions without going to rehab or having racy pics get leaked, so high-fives to her.

EXAMPLE NUMERO TRES:

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“Yeah, older women in Hollywood may be smart, but not the younger ones…” is a phrase you probably hear a lot.

All I can say is, HELLO?!!! Have you EVER HEARD OF DAKOTA FANNING OR DO YOU LIVE ON PLANET MARS WITH A BUNCH OF OOMPA LOOMPAS?

I mean, this girl has worked with some of the HUGEST people in Hollywood. While most girls were staying at home playing Barbie Tea Party or whatever you call it, this chick was hanging out with Sean Penn and Brittany Murphy. Now I don’t know about you, but in my opinion, if anyone in Hollywood deserved to have an ego, it’d be Dakota Fanning. Oh, and also…she’s going to college, which means, yes, you can be a celebrity and still get a good education.

How’s that for a good role model?

Who else would YOU add to the list?

What I’d Do If I Were Beyonce.

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I love Beyonce. I really do. She’s smart, classy, fabulous…and well, pretty amazing.

And, that’s exactly why I’d never want to be her.

See, if I were Beyonce, I’d start off my day by hopping in the shower and singing my lungs off to “If I Were A Boy”. Like, I’d sing so loud that even the birds outside would be jealous of what I’ve got goin’ on. Then I’d go over to my closet, put on a pretty sun dress with a Gucci bikini underneath (’cause, you know, I’d be Beyonce), and maybe even throw in some Jimmy Choo shoes and a fancy Louis Viutton handbag. I’d walk out of the house with some nice shades and a couple of granola bars. I’d get a taxi to take me to a beach, just for the fun of it. Plus, it would give the driver something to talk about when he got home to the wifey and munchkins.

Once I was at the beach, I’d walk up to some teenage boys and ask one of them to put sun tan lotion on my face and massage my feet. I’d play 20 questions with the guy and buy him an ice cream cone or something afterwards. Maybe I’d even stick a hundred-dollar bill and extra granola bar in his pocket, if he was lucky. But no pictures, please.

After that, I’d probably get hungry. So, I’d head on over to Burger King, order a couple of Big Macs, and when the person behind the counter told me that Big Macs were a McDonalds thing, I’d scream like a little witch and demand to speak to the manager. But when the manager would come, I’d just roll my eyes and walk out of that place, singing “Irreplaceable”, ’cause I’m too good for this crap.

Last, I’d make my way to the local mall. I’d chill around, just checking out stores. But eventually, I’d get bored. So I’d jump up on a table and start singing “Survivor” and “Single Ladies”. I’d show off my moves and give people something to talk about and put on YouTube. Things would get real crazy, and it would be all thanks to me.

In other words, I’d screw crap up for her.

If you could be any celebrity for a day, who would you be?

Casper the Friendly Ghost’s Evil Sister.

Anna Dressed In Blood by Kendare Blake

The Story:

Cas Lowood has inherited an unusual vocation: He kills the dead.

So did his father before him, until his gruesome murder by a ghost he sought to kill. Now, armed with his father’s mysterious and deadly athame, Cas travels the country with his kitchen-witch mother and their spirit-sniffing cat. Together they follow legends and local lore, trying to keep up with the murderous dead—keeping pesky things like the future and friends at bay.

When they arrive in a new town in search of a ghost the locals call Anna Dressed in Blood, Cas doesn’t expect anything outside of the ordinary: move, hunt, kill. What he finds instead is a girl entangled in curses and rage, a ghost like he’s never faced before. She still wears the dress she wore on the day of her brutal murder in 1958: once white, but now stained red and dripping blood. Since her death, Anna has killed any and every person who has dared to step into the deserted Victorian she used to call home.

And she, for whatever reason, spares his life.

-Goodreads Description

I know, I know. It’s got a creepy premise, but this is such a GOOD read.

Loyal and lovable side-kicks? Check.

Kick-ass love story? Check.

Lots of horror and gore? Check.

Anna Dressed In Blood is one of the coolest YA reads I’ve come across in a long time. It’s fast-paced, hilarious, and loads of (creepy) fun. I loved that this was told in a male POV, considering there’s not a whole lot of YA novels with male protagonists. Cas’s cocky and sardonic personality makes him a unique voice in YA fiction. He’s a no BS type of guy, which is surprisingly one of the many things that makes him likable and relatable…and that says a lot, since I don’t know many high school kids who hunt down and kill ghosts like it’s an after-school babysitting job.

Oh, and instead of going with the traditional black text, this book uses blood-red text. As if all the blood on the cover didn’t make you pee your pants the first time. (I mean, c’mon, it is a horror story, after all. Everyone knows you gotta squeal like a five-year old girl at some point. Duh.)

Grab a bag of Cheetos and a flashlight, because this one will keep you up all night, and you won’t regret it.

Could it be adapted to film/television? This would make a really fun summer flick. I’d love to see this get turned into a movie.

Anyone else read this? What are your thoughts?

Magic and teeth. Try explaining that to your dentist.

Daughter of Smoke & Bone by Laini Taylor

The Story:

Around the world, black handprints are appearing on doorways, scorched there by winged strangers who have crept through a slit in the sky.

In a dark and dusty shop, a devil’s supply of human teeth grown dangerously low.

And in the tangled lanes of Prague, a young art student is about to be caught up in a brutal otherwordly war.

Meet Karou. She fills her sketchbooks with monsters that may or may not be real; she’s prone to disappearing on mysterious “errands”; she speaks many languages—not all of them human; and her bright blue hair actually grows out of her head that color. Who is she? That is the question that haunts her, and she’s about to find out.

When one of the strangers—beautiful, haunted Akiva—fixes his fire-colored eyes on her in an alley in Marrakesh, the result is blood and starlight, secrets unveiled, and a star-crossed love whose roots drink deep of a violent past. But will Karou live to regret learning the truth about herself?

– Goodreads Description

 Holy freaking coco puffs (did I really just type that?). WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME?! After hearing so many great things about Daughter of Smoke & Bone, I finally gave in and gave this baby a chance.  Now, I’m just convinced that not only is Laini Taylor one of the most amazing YA authors, but a freaking genius. So, uhh. Thank you peer pressure. Seriously. All I was expecting was a quick, teen paranormal read. Like some every day girl doing her thing, meets some obnoxiously gorgeous guy, falls in insta-love forever…nothing too deep. But man, was I wrong.

I was hooked on the first page. The world Taylor’s created is gorgeous and magical. Almost as gorgeous and magical as her writing. No, really. This woman could write about paint drying and it will be the most beautiful piece of literature you’ve ever read. Every sentence is a work of art. I also loved the characters, especially Zuzana,who’s probably the best friend ever. But what really put the icing on the cake was finding out about Karou’s past. My mind has officially been blown. This is not your average paranormal YA novel, but it is a must-read.

I’m a fan.

Could it be adapted to film/television? Universal Pictures has acquired the film rights, and I’m glad, ’cause those people know how to make good films! I can’t wait to see how this book will be brought to the big screen. I definitely believe this one is going to be a huge hit.


7 Things High School Has Taught Me About Life

 

 

I’m still in high school, but next year will be my last. So, I’ve decided to compile a list of the most important things that high school has taught me so far, and here it is:

7. It’s okay to cry over a boy (or girl).

When I was fourteen, I thought girls who cried over boys were lame. I mean, really? No way, Jose.

Turns out, in life, we do end up getting our hearts broken sometime, and it can get ugly. By that, I mean staying-up-late-at-night-eating-Taco-Bell-and-crying-to-Taylor-Swift-songs ugly. But I learned that being strong is not about never letting yourself get hurt; it’s about getting back up. If you cry over a boy/girl, it doesn’t mean you’re weak or pathetic. It just means you’re a human being with a heart that needs some time to heal.

6. Haters will hate, but you don’t have to.

Not everyone’s going to like you. I know, shocker. There are gonna be people who pick on you and hate you for no good reason. There are people out there whom you are never going to please or be friends with.

Get over it.

If someone hates you, who says you have to hate back? So, they’re not your people.  What ever. Why is it the end of the world when someone doesn’t like you? If they don’t like you, it’s most likely not your problem. So why make it your problem? Why in the world do you have to get sucked into the drama? They don’t like you. So? Just smile, and learn to accept it. Don’t worry. The right people will see the awesomeness you have to offer.

5. Your life isn’t over if you’re the single one out of all your friends. 

Confession time: I’ve always been the “single girl” out of my friends. You know, that single girl who can’t go on group dates, so her friends try to hook her up with a cousin or a brother, just so she can tag along? Yeah. Totally embarrassing.

But the thing is, I wasn’t embarrassed. At all. I wasn’t sitting in the corner, singing along to “All By Myself” by Eric Carmen. I was fine. In high school, it can feel like being single and okay with it is not “cool”. But it’s okay being single. There’s nothing wrong with it. If you’re the only single one out of your friends, it doesn’t mean you’re an ugly weirdo destined for eternal loneliness.

You will find someone someday and finally get to go on those really super-awesome group dates. Okay?

4. There’s a difference between having manners, and being fake.

HUGE difference. If you’re acting like someone’s friend, but talking crap about them behind their back, that is not cool. It’s great that you don’t want to make enemies, but that doesn’t mean you get to act like best friends. That’s not “spreading the love”. It’s calling being two-faced. If you don’t like someone, that doesn’t make you a jerk. What makes you a jerk is making someone think you’re their friend when you’re not.

3. Top 8 friend lists don’t define your worth.    

Okay, let’s just admit it already. If you’re going to have a little “list” of your favorites, there’s gonna be some drama. Major drama.

I remember those times when someone would high-five me for putting them on my top 4, like they had just won the Academy award; but I also remember those heart-sinking moments of going on someone’s MySpace page and seeing that I had gone from the number 2 spot, to the number 3 spot. Yeah, I get it. We all have friends who we trust and like a little more than others, but do you got to rub it in my face? In my freshman year, the top 8 was more than just a top 8 list; it was the “favorites” list, and everyone wanted a spot on the “favorites” list.

Look, if you have a friend who’s going to have their “favorites”, then just forget about it. Does it really matter that Katie likes Sarah better than she likes you? Is it really that horrible if Justin doesn’t consider you good enough for his “circle of five”? Why does it matter?

It doesn’t.

2. Friends become strangers…but life goes on.

You know that feeling of being in a crowd, then seeing an old friend from your past, and not even recognizing them? At first, it’s awkward, but you get used to that after a while. Truth is, not all the friends you have today will be around tomorrow.

One thing that I had a horrible time dealing with was that it doesn’t matter whether you get the friendship bracelets, or promise to call each other every day. Sometimes, you just got to let go. It‘s okay. It doesn’t mean you failed, and it definitely doesn’t mean you weren’t a good enough friend. You know what it means? It means it’s time to move on. Life’s got better things in store for you, and if you’re too busy drowning in the past and what could have been, you’ll never get the good things in store for you. Believe me, what and who is in your future is way better than what and who was in your past.

1. Never change for anyone. 

Ever. If someone wants to turn you into someone you’re not, then they just suck. They don’t deserve you. I don’t care who you are, you have something freaking awesome and amazing to show to the world. If your so-called friends can’t see that, dump them. If they’re too busy putting you down, go find some new friends. Don’t waste time trying to get love from people who probably don’t even have a clue what love is. Spend time with the people who appreciate you and build you up. Never be afraid of being yourself.

After all, who else are you gonna be?

So, with all that being said, what 7 things did high school teach you?