BLOG SWAP! Feat. my sister Erin!

Hello and welcome to the first edition of BLOG SWAP!

I’m about to get married this Saturday (!!!!!) so I don’t have much time to post, BUT I had this idea forever ago and finally Erin and I have executed it so I didn’t want to have to wait a moment longer!

My younger sister enjoys writing and making beautiful (and sometimes quite intense…) illustrations.  I highly encourage you to check out her stuff at her blog, Darkness That Shines.

I wrote a post for her blog (this is a SWAP, after all!) and you can read it there.  Without further ado, here is my little sister’s little treat for you!

My sister thought maybe she’d post something on my blog to show the things that she likes to post, and I’d post something on her blog in exchange, so maybe a few followers would cross over.

Even if I only have like, 3 followers.

Eh.

So I drew this picture, it took me 3+ hours, and it’s of a character of mine named Smiley.

Smiley.

Smiley.

She’s not completely human, she’s more like some sort of demon or spirit, and her real name isn’t actually Smiley, it’s just a nickname. Her brother’s nickname is Frowny, who obviously wears a frowny mask, and he can’t speak, but he can make noises such as laughing and screaming and such.

They’re twins, go everywhere together, are inseparable, and if they could choose from saving the world or saving their sibling, they will choose to save the sibling, every time. They cannot live without each other.

They are only about 5′ tall, and always wear black. You cannot take their masks off, only they can take off each others or their own. They’re sort of urban legends, and no one is positive they’re real or not. They love to steal things, especially shiny things, and are extremely stubborn. They rarely kill, but if you bother them enough they will, and they definitely can; they can “summon” pinkish-red ribbons of any thickness, and they can make them float around and stuff like tentacles and strangle people and tie them up and such. Their ribbons don’t stay, though, they sort of have a time limit, so after a day the ribbons will be gone, so theres no trace they were ever there at all.

Smiley is usually the one that kills people, and she of course does all the talking. She somehow always knows what her brother wants to say, so she’ll always speak for him. She’s extremely sassy and has a fiery temper, so you don’t want to get on her bad side. Her mask distorts her real voice, so she doesn’t sound like a female or a male, and people tend to think of her as a guy. She likes it that way, though, because she feels like no one will take her seriously if they know she’s a girl.

I might write a story about them, and I might post it on here, but I’m not sure how it’s going to go plot wise and stuff.

Let me know if you like it! I drew it with my new drawing tablet which I’m still getting used to, so constructive critisism and advice is highly welcome and recommended!

~<3

If you would like to give Erin any feedback feel free to comment below!  Also feel free to comment on her blog and follow her as well!  She is just bursting with talent and always amazes me with her boundless creativity, and I’m glad I got to share one of her creations with you.

Love,

Torrence

PS:  Let’s do this again!  If you have a blog and would like to trade posts with me sometime, send me an e-mail at toreocookie@gmail.com!  Or comment below.  Later!  🙂

This I Believe

Recently for one of my education classes (only THREE DAYS until I start student-teaching!!!!!) I had to compose a “This I Believe” statement to put in my Classroom Management portfolio.  This blog, like me, is probably going to go through some changes in the next year, one of which being I plan to post a lot more about education, including but not limited to my views and values, lesson plan ideas, successes and failures, and experiences I have my first year teaching.

Of course I will still post about writing and reading fiction, and other miscellaneous topics, as I always have.  I just wanted to give a heads-up for what is to come very, very soon.  I also wanted to post this image:

I'M GOING TO BE A TEACHER THIS FALL I AM SO EXCITED THIS IS THE BEST YEAR OF MY LIFE!!!

I CAN’T KEEP CALM I’M GOING TO BE A TEACHER THIS FALL I AM SO EXCITED THIS IS THE BEST YEAR OF MY LIFE!!!  😀

With that being said, here is my “This I Believe” statement:

This I Believe

I believe that every person is of infinite value. People differ in shapes, sizes, family relationships, language, religion, sexual orientation, physical appearance, food preferences… but through the innumerable differences, the is one thing that is the same about every one of us is that we are all important. As a teacher, I want to help my students understand this and treat others with the respect that they deserve. I cannot teach my students everything about every culture, but I can teach them how to love learning, and to have a desire to understand people who are different from them, rather than make assumptions.

Hand-in-hand with this idea comes my second strong belief: that students should be confident in their abilities and in communicating with their peers as well as society. In my class I hope to create an environment where it is safe to make mistakes, because mistakes mean we are trying and we can work to get better. Students should learn to enjoy the learning process and not be frustrated when things do not go easily for them, and also to be encouraging to their peers when they see them struggling with something, instead of trying to surpass them or wondering why they are unable to keep up. The music classroom should be a safe haven for performers; I want my students to learn to perform in front of each other in groups and individually, because I believe being comfortable in such settings will help them long-term with expressing themselves and communicating their beliefs respectfully to the world. Too much communication today is done from behind a screen. I want my students to experience true interaction, with music as well as with other people, and through this I hope that they will see the value in others as well as themselves.

Sincerely yours,

Torrence, Future Music Teacher

2014 in review

Thank you all so much for your contributions to my blog! I look forward to what happens with this small blue thing in the future. 🙂

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog.

Here's an excerpt:

A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 1,800 times in 2014. If it were a cable car, it would take about 30 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

Love,
Torrence

Happy Anniversary!!!… sort of…

Guys!

We missed small blue thing’s 1 year anniversary!  Oops.  It was a month and 9 days ago or so.  My bad.  Happy anniversary and a month, small blue thing!  It’s been great.  I’ve already grown a lot from this, I think.  If nothing else, I’ve gotten more into the swing of blogging.  And I will continue to get better.  Currently I am cleaning up a short story for you guys!  It’s a fun one.  I’m glad I have a good diversion from my aching mouth.  I got my wisdom teeth removed yesterday (I know right?  Great day-after-Christmas-activity).  Medicine is gross.  Blood is gross.  Gauze is gross.  That’s all I have to say about the matter.

I hope you all had a WONDERFUL Christmas.  I know mine was great.  I got a couple of books and a new dress and THIS!

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DREAM. COME. TRUE.

Yup, that’s right.  Olives to go.  You wish your parents were as cool as mine.  Fun fact about me:  I’m addicted to black olives.  I eat them like crazy.  Whenever we make pizza (which, consequently, we do every Christmas Eve), I end up eating most of the can.  If I am not monitored closely, it’s likely we won’t have enough olives for the pizza.  Needless to say, this gift was perfect!  I know what I’ll be eating for dinner on those crazy days when I have six classes and two rehearsals and a lesson hahahaha.

Merry Christmas, everyone.  Happy Anniversary, small blue thing.  I’ll post again before school starts back up in a week!  🙂

Belatedly yours,

Torrence