The Worst of the 80s

Not much of a story to go along with this post. We watched this music video in sociology today, and it made me a little happier than it should have, so I though I'd share it with you. Keep an eye out for the guy from Reading Rainbow!

Creepmore and the Succubus - An Unspoken Love

Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs;

Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;

Being vexed, a sea nourished with loving tears.

What is it else? A madness most discreet,

A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.

-William Shakespeare

This post will be a little different than any of my others, in that it's not really about me at all. In fact, it's a story that I'm pretty sure most of you know very well, and probably speak about quite often unless you're one of the two main characters. If you have no idea who either of these people are, then this story might not be of much interest to you, but it could be good to read if you want to better understand the thoughts that go through a pair of star-crossed-lovers' minds.

To better understand our pair of hopeless romantics, let's first start by taking a closer look at the definitions of their names. (Taken from Urban Dictionary)

Linnea 
A succubus from hell sent to stamp on the heart of young innocent boys. The only known way to defeat a Linnea is to remove it's vagina through a complex surgical procedure.

Todd 

Male displaying generic "frat-guy" behavior traits. Is not necessarily in an actual fraternity, or in college for that matter. Constantly asserts his manliness through loud obnoxious boasts relating to topics that can include, but are not limited to, car size, how drunk he got/how many "bitches" were at/he had sex with at the party, bench pressing, and possibly irrational exaggerations with regard to extreme sports that he is, in reality, probably not that good at.

Above: We have here our two subjects, sitting together
at a graduation ceremony.

As you can clearly see from those definitions, neither party involved can be completely blamed for their inability to confess their love to one another. Linnea is "a succubus from hell sent to stamp on the heart on young innocent boys," and thus has a difficult time being able to admit her feelings due to her duties as a demon. Todd, on the other hand, is a "generic 'frat guy'," which clearly shows that he's not exactly right in the head to begin with.

Still, when two people have been in love for so long, and everyone and their mother is aware of it, one has to wonder: why have these two love doves been unable for so long to finally let go of their inhibitions and and admit to one another that there is no one else in the world that matters more?

Before we attempt to uncover the answers to that question, let's first examine our subjects as individuals, discuss how they met, and in turn discover the meaning behind their supposed hatred for one another and how it contributes to the mystery that is their love.

Pictured: Linnea as a toddler, expressing her future
emotions for Todd through song.

Linnea

A. Linnea Williams was born on August 24, 1994, in Orange County, California. It was not a natural birth, however, as no birth of a succubus ever is. A contributing factor to her demonic lifestyle may be that her estranged grandmother, a Wiccan, was present at the birth. Her parents chose to raise her as normally as they could, and in 1999, they moved to Tennessee. 

Todd

Todd P. Creekmore was born on ???. At only five years of age, Todd's world changed forever, due to his failure to answer a simple addition problem in his Kindergarten class. From that point foreword, Todd determined himself to be the best at everything, and in effect, he ended up isolating himself from all of his peers. In addition to being the smartest, he also desired to be the coolest, hence his frat-like tendencies. 

Linnea and Todd began going to the same school in the 6th grade, but didn't really begin to talk until 7th grade. When they were in that fateful year of their lives, they actually posed with each other for a picture at a school dance. It was from that point onward that they both knew that they were destined to be together.

Following the school dance, their relationship then took a break. A four year break, to be specific. In their Junior year of high school, they began to see more and more of each other due to having some classes together. Immediately the romantic feelings came rushing back to both of them. The problem was, they were both terrified of each other! Not terrified like in a "you might kill me" kind of way, but in a "I'm scared you might break my heart" kind of way. 

They were both so unwilling to admit their feelings to one another that they both began to create false relationships. Todd claimed to only be entrusted in women of a certain ethnic varieties, while Linnea claimed to only be willing to date guys who played soccer, or who were friends of those who played soccer.

They both lived their individual lies for a few months, until Linnea actually decided to "date" someone else. In retaliation Todd did the unthinkable. He asked Linnea's best friend to prom in revenge.

This was too much for Linnea to handle. She was absolutely heartbroken. Her best friend Scarlett had betrayed her, and it was for someone she had never even spoken to before. Things were tense for a while, and Linnea's only escape from it all was by obsessing even more over the soccer team.

Things quickly began to change, however, as the day of graduation for the current seniors drew nearer. Linnea realized that once they were gone, she would have no more friends, and (gasp!) no more soccer team. She needed a new guy to stalk, otherwise her own senior year would be spent eating lunch in a bathroom stall and laughing way too hard at teachers' jokes. So she had to act fast. 

Luckily, Todd was ready and waiting for her, and they began to go on secret dates. Things were good for a while. They enjoyed each other's company, and they really couldn't imagine spending their time with anyone else. Pictures to the right, you can see a picture of the happy couple on their first date, which was an outing to the forest to gaze at the stars together and ponder about their future.

Things couldn't have gone smoothly for forever, however. The two were lucky enough to both be able to go to Orlando on an FBLA trip, and they were excited to go on their first vacation together. Disney World! Below, you can see how they wouldn't let me sit in the front row of Splash Mountain, because they wanted to experience the drop together. So I had to sit in the back.

That's when things grew rough. For the FBLA national competition, they competed in different events, and both placed in the top five of their respective categories. However, this event caused much jealousy between the two. Linnea got third place in her category while Todd got fifth, and Todd couldn't bear the the thought that she was smarter than him. And Linnea, while placing higher in the competition, didn't win as much money as Todd did, so she was pretty bitter. So things were rough.

Fast foreword to now. They both act like they hate each other, but somehow are willing to work together on a FBLA competition together. But will their romantic relationship spark up again? And more importantly, will they go to prom together?

I think we all know the answer to that last question, but only time will tell.

Disclaimer: The preceding blog post may or may not have been fictional. Not entirely fictional, but maybe just a little.

First Exam

I had my very first college exam yesterday, and I can honestly say that I had never been more scared of a test in my entire life. It was in Psychology, which is my hardest subject to begin with, so I knew it was going to be a doozie. But to top it all off, it's worth 33.33333 etc. of my grade, so if I wasn't nervous enough already, I just had that much added pressure.

I normally wake up at 7:30 every morning, but for some reason I woke up at 6 yesterday. I think it was my conscience or something telling me that I needed to study, because form the moment I woke up I had this empty pit I'm my stomach. So I got out of bed bright and early (although I guess bright isn't really the right word to use, considering the sun hadn't even risen yet) and crammed my head full of as much information as it could take.

At about 8 I finally left my room and went to get my morning routine of a chicken biscuit. My hands were shaking so much that it was hard to get the food into my mouth.

I had another class before psychology, so after eating brekkie I went on to sociology. We spent the class discussing meditation, and how some people find that meditating before a test helps them remember stuff. So when the class got out 20 minutes early, I made my way right back to my room and YouTubed "how to meditate."

I made it through the deep breathing, but when the instructor told me to close my eyes and let the golden light surround my soul, I couldn't take it anymore. So instead I just studied some more.

Thirty minutes before the exam I finally left my room and made my way toward the class. I only made it out of my building and down the street when I realized I had forgotten the most important thing. I sprinted back into Stophel and up to my room, and grabbed a pair of headphones. Then I was on my way again.

I put the headphones into my iPhone and put it on "Higher" by The Saturdays. I learned a few months ago that that is my lucky song, and any time I listen to it before a test or a presentation, it always makes me do better. So I wasn't about to test the theory now.

I made sure to jump over the big stone school crest thing in the middle of campus too, otherwise I would have had to turn around again and go touch the statue in the library to reverse the curse.

But I finally made my way into the waiting room and sat down on the floor to study just a little bit more. That wasn't really possible though, because I was too distracted by the girl next to me, who was actually looking over her notes and CRYING. I'm not joking.

But then I went in to take the test, and then it was all over.

And the world seemed happy again.

Room Inspection

I briefly told you about my room inspection in my last post (well, actually I only mentioned that I had one), but stupid ALW complained that I didn't go into enough detail. So I'll do that now.

I recieved a note on my door on Thursday afternoon that stated we would be having a room inspection on Friday from 12 to 2. So on Friday at 12 I got a knock on my door. I opened it, and my RA said "You passed!" and left. That was it.

Life Update

I'm running out of things to blog about. But it's not my fault that nothing interesting has happened other than the few things I already told you about. So for this post I'm just going to give you a bullet list of all the things I did in the past week, and hopefully it will be interesting/funny. If not, oh well. I'm sure something fun has to happen next week, right?

My Week

• Studied for a Psychology exam (fifteen hours?)
• Ate Chick-fil-a (x10)
• Had a room inspection (and passed!)
• Watched Big Brother UK (Five episodes yesterday alone!)
• Watched the new Sara Bareilles music video (x6)
• Lost my keys
• Found my keys in the laundry basket
• Went to the Trail of Tears memorial
• Brought a DVD player from home
• Left the remote at home
• Got my mom to overnight ship me the remote
• Watched an episode of The Vampire Diaries
• FINALLY watched an episode of my British soap opera!
• Wore jeans and a hoodie on accident on a day it was really hot
• Wore that hoodie inside out
• Forgot to eat a bagel
• Did not go eat out even though we were supposed to
• Worked on a very epic blog post that you should be seeing soon
• Skyped Austin and Christina. And Mary Grace
• Did not Skype Sarah. Does she exist anymore?
• Took a nap
• Did not get Frozen Ice
• Talked about the Virgin-Whore complex in English
• Learned about the spitsuckspitsuckspitsuck theory in Psychology
• Got sorted into Ravenclaw
• That's it

I was honestly expecting this list to be a bit longer, but I can't actually think of anything else I did this week. Live and let die, is what I say.

Maybe Scarlett will get that reference.