Construction Notice

So, as much as I love the spring background, it was hard to read. So, I'm trying to find a new one. That's proving kind of difficult, so here it is; a construction notice. The blog will might be changing some the next few days. Hey, if you see something you like, go ahead and tell me. I'm just going for readability.
Hmm.
Well, that's a lame post. So, let's see. What to talk about...
Nope. I got nothing. State wide testing just finished, and my brain is fried. My sister, a friend and I just got back from watching the dragon movie of epic awesomeness for the second time--

(The Last Song was way too late, otherwise we would have gone and saw that.)
Oh, wait, that's not a picture of the movie. That's just a picture of Liam Hensworth. My bad.

...No offense, Miley, but I liked it better when you weren't there.
On the book front, there's this;

I can't remember if I blogged about it or not. Hmm. Well, if I haven't, I would like to take this moment to say how much I loved it. It was sweet and funny and fluffy, and sometimes you just need a sweet, funny, fluffy book. I think I cried at one point, too. Basically, it's like a detox in a book.
-Nods-
I really, really recommend this one.
What else...
Well, on last week's Gossip Girl....



....
No. I won't subject you to my shallow television habits.
I'm going to take this time to bow out and go read my latest acquisition--


Thank goodness for book loving mothers. :P

(And, as a side note, Gossip Girl really did tick me off last week. I mean, come on. Seriously?)

Thank god for JK Rowling and Tamora Pierce

I love Harry Potter. I grew up with the books, and by the time I hit eighteen, I don't think the movies will even be done. It's a huge part of my childhood, plus she totally revamped YA fiction. JK Rowling is seriously one of my heroes.
The latest movie, which I've seen twice, has led me to a terrible realization.
In the books, I like Harry and Ron, as I should.
But then in the movie, this terrible occurence happened.
No, I didn't make the compilation, that's from some facebook site. I'm not that obsessed.
But he is quite adorable.
Hey, I'm fifteen. I'm allowed to be boy crazy.
On to the second part of the post.
Tamora Pierce. I assume you know who she is.



Two of many amazing books.
She's another hero author. Last year, she gave me few quotes for a journalism story. (Which the journalism teacher didn't put in the paper. I got a 98 on it, so it wasn't that she didn't like it. Eh.)
But anyway, it was really cool of Ms. Pierce, and when I was upset about writing--stuck in the whole 'everything is crap,  why am I doing this, I have no talent--and for whatever reason, it helped. So I wrote her a thank you email, not expecting a response.
Yet I got a super nice one. It was encouraging, it was helpful, it was just really great. She didn't have to do that at all. Seriously, I went and started jumping up and down with my sister about the awesomeness of it.
These are authors that have changed my life. Authors that have shaped my future.
They're the authors I want to be like.
Anyway. More later.