Hey, thanks Shena Tokala for the award! <3
1. Display the award logo on your blog.
2. Link back to the person who nominated you.
3. State 7 things about yourself.
4. Nominate 15 bloggers for this award and link to them.
5. Notify those bloggers of the nomination and the award’s requirements.
Okay, seven things about myself, hmm...
1. I have funky taste in music. I'm one of those "hipster idiots" who go retro with all things music, but I go way back. I listen to tons of big band from the 1930's and 40's like Artie Shaw, Benny Goodman, Glenn Miller, to name a few. And I love the really old stuff like Tchaikovsky, Mozart, Beethoven, Holst, and so on. But at the same time, I listen to a lot of dubstep, heavy metal, screamo, and a little rap. I guess you can say I listen to just about every genre except country and ghetto rap, because I can't stand those, even though I've tried to like them. So, my taste in music is all over the place.
2. If my sister didn't have a Tumblr, I never would have heard of BBC Sherlock, Doctor Who, Supernatural, or The Avengers. I did see the Avengers movie (my sister - coincidence? - literally dragged me to the theatre last May...) but I've never seen the others and I actually don't care to. My sister dives headfirst into all the shipping, headcannon, and other crap, but I just like to appreciate a movie/show/other for what it is. So we clash that way. I tell her what I really think, she calls me a "hater". Plus, the more I see a fandom glorified and whatnot, the more it drives me away from watching it. The only current pop culture crazes I honestly enjoy are The Hunger Games and My Little Pony, and a couple others.
3. I was into violence/gore/torture porn by the time I was eight years old. I remember at a young age reading and drawing this gory horror stuff, like on a Stephen King or Edgar Allen Poe level. I don't know why, but I've always liked it, and it has been a part of me as long as I can remember. Maybe it's because I went into a haunted house exhibit for adults when I was only six or seven - that could have knocked something loose! And this fact has never really scared me until recently. My only question now is if my parents have known all along, and if they have, if they're worried at all or just accept it as part of me.
4. I cry easily. I guess you could call me "weepy". I'm just like my dad. I listen to a song from my childhood, I cry. I watch a World War II movie, I bawl. Fictional stories and stuff makes me sad, but has not been known to make me cry easily. It's the nonfiction stories that really get to me. Although, the movie The Hunger Games has been known to make me cry three times separately (blame Jennifer Lawrence). Revenge of the Sith made me cry the first time I saw it, but more because it scared the hell out of me. And I have to confess...when I first watched the Clone Wars episode "Cargo of Doom", I was a dumb-ass and thought Cad Bane was killed. I cried nonstop for ten minutes. And then I realized how dumb I was. Lol, being dumb never felt so good...
5. I want a Cad Bane spin-off film more than I want a Boba Fett spin-off film. Hail, yeah. I've always thought Boba Fett was overrated; cool, but overrated. Cad Bane is dangerously underrated, and that's all I have to say. If he doesn't get his own movie, at the very least, give him a vital role in the Star Wars: Underworld live-action show.
6. I cannot go anywhere without my notebooks and sketchbooks. Inspiration is everywhere! There are things to write. Things to draw. Writing, drawing, sleeping, and breathing are all in the same category for me. If I went without my notebooks and sketchbooks, I might as well leave my brains at the door too. I would probably have a mental breakdown if I was denied my books for a long enough period of time.
7. I'm not into sports in the least bit *ick*, but... My dad and I are in the league of Chicago Cubs fans who hold on for the day our team will win the World Cup (if you know professional baseball, you would know the Cubs haven't won the Cup in a long, long time. So basically, it's hell for us Cubbie supporters). But hey, there gonna be another day. Maybe we'll be around to see it! And also, I love going to the Indianapolis 500 on Memorial Weekend. Loud Indycars, insanity, Italian drivers, the history of the track,
drinking and sex and partying, it's always the highlight of our year. Just a timeless place to be. But we have had to skip it several times to get by (Lol, since Mexico, my dad forbids the word "poor", but it's tempting...)
Yeah, this is late. Lots of these people have been tagged already. So if you've been tagged again, you don't have to do the tag thing again. I just tagged you because you mean a lot to me <3