Author has written 5 stories for Percy Jackson and the Olympians.
Gender: Female (Girls will rule the world!)
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
I am absolutely obsessed with Percy Jackson and the Heroes of Olympus.
Random facts about me:
My favorite color is blue.
I don't like eating vegetables.
Chocolate, candy, and books are my all time favorites.
I get straight As at my school.
I skipped most of the seventh grade, so right now I'm a senior instead of a junior.
Even though I might seem like a total nerd, and could answer almost any question anyone could have about PJO, I do have blonde moments. Like, all the time.
For example: I have run into walls. Repeatedly. And I wasn't even doing anything really distracting at the time, like reading a book or texting. I was just thinking.
I have pushed a door that said pull, and vice versa.
I have fallen up the stairs. Yes, up.
I have fallen down bleachers when I was at the very top.
I trip over my own feet constantly.
Worst blonde moment ever: I was playing zombie tag in a library, and I ran into a book shelf at a full sprint. Said bookshelf was a little taller than waist high, and I somehow managed to flip over the top of it and crash into the bookshelf that was on the other side. Do not ask me how, because I have no idea.
Despite all that, I have never broken a bone. Not even a toe.
When I stub my toe or burn myself, or anything that causes minor pain, I like to invoke the name of a six inch tall, blue-skinned, shark-toothed fairy named Ernie, who is responsible for all minor pains, whom I completely made up in my head for reasons unexplainable to anyone who doesn't know me personally.
I have three sisters, one younger and two older. I have to share a room with the younger one, and my two older sisters also have to share a room.
Needless to say, there's hardly a day that goes by where we don't try to kill each other.
*End Random Facts*
TRUE STORY: A teenage girl, about 17, named Diane, had gone to visit some friends one evening, and time passed quickly as each shared his/her various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town, and she lived only a few blocks away. As she walked under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger.
When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley, she noticed a man standing at the end as though he was waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection.
Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped around her; she felt though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.
The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley way just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep.
Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she can identify him.
She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man have been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they can do for her.
She asked if they can ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her.
When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking either side of her."
Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone.
An atheist professor of philosophy asks one of his new students to stand.
"You're a Christian, aren't you, son?"
"Yes, sir," the student says.
"So you believe in God?"
"Is God good?"
"Sure! God's good."
"Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?"
Now the professor asks, "Are you good or evil?"
"The Bible says I'm evil," replies the student.
The professor grins knowingly.
"Aha! The Bible!" He considers for a moment. "Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help him? Would you try?"
"Yes, sir, I would."
"So you're good…!"
"I wouldn't say that."
"But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if you could. Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't."
The student does not answer, so the professor continues. "He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?"
The student remains silent.
"No, you can't, can you?" the professor says. He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.
"Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?"
"Er… yes," the student says.
"Is Satan good?"
The student doesn't hesitate on this one. "No."
"Then where does Satan come from?"
The student falters. "From God," he answers after a few moments.
"That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?"
"Evil's everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything, correct?"
"So who created evil?" The professor continued, "If God created everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principle that our works define who we are, then God is evil."
Again, the student has no answer. "Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things, do they exist in this world?"
The student squirms on his feet. "Yes."
"So who created them?"
The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question. "Who created them?" There is still no answer. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized. "Tell me," he continues onto another student. "Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?"
The student's voice betrays him and cracks. "Yes, professor, I do."
The old man stops pacing. "Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Jesus?"
"No, sir. I've never seen Him."
"Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?"
"No, sir, I have not."
"Have you ever felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus? Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that matter?"
"No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't."
"Yet you still believe in him?"
"According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?"
"Nothing," the student replies. "I only have my faith."
"Yes, faith," the professor repeats. "And that is the problem science has with God. There is no evidence, only faith."
The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of his own. "Professor, is there such thing as heat?"
"Yes," the professor replies. "There's heat."
"And is there such a thing as cold?"
"Yes, son, there's cold too."
"No, sir, there isn't."
The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested. The room suddenly becomes very quiet. The student begins to explain. "You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, unlimited heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have anything called 'cold'. We can hit up to 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold; otherwise we would be able to go colder than the lowest, minus 458 degrees.
"Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy. Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat. You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it."
Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding like a hammer.
"What about darkness, professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?"
"Yes," the professor replies without hesitation. "What is night if it isn't darkness?"
"You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word.
"In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?"
The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him. This will be a good semester. "So what point are you making, young man?"
"Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed."
The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time. "Flawed? Can you explain how?"
"You are working on the premise of duality," the student explains. "You argue that there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure.
"Sir, science can't explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it.
"Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from monkeys?"
"If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do."
"Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?"
The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes where the argument is going. A very good semester, indeed.
"Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an ongoing endeavour, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?"
The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion has subsided.
"To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let me give you an example of what I mean."
The student looks around the room. "Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor's brain?" The class breaks out into laughter.
"Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain, felt the professor's brain, touched or smelt the professor's brain? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all due respect, sir.
"So if science says you have no brain, how can we trust your lectures, sir?"
Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his face unreadable.
Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. "I guess you'll have to take them on faith."
"Now, you accept that there is faith, and in fact, faith exists with life," the student continues. "Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?"
Now uncertain, the professor responds, "Of course, there is. We see it every day. It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil."
To this the student replied, "Evil does not exist, sir, or at least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light."
The professor sat down.
Favorite Books (besides PJO):
I Am Number Four series, by Pittacus Lore (:
The Raven Cycle, by Maggie Stiefvater
All For the Game series, by Nora Sakavic
The Hunger Games
Fangirl, by Rainbow Rowell
The Inheritance Cycle, by Christopher Paolini
And there are many, many others as well, but those are just some of the ones I've read the most.
Favorite TV shows:
Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Captain America: The First Avenger & Captain America: The Winter Soldier
Avengers & Age of Ultron
Million Dollar Baby
Perks of Being a Wallflower
Favorite Movies OF ALL TIME:
Fast and Furious series (except Tokyo Drift that movie was a disgrace)
Copy and Paste Time!
If you've ever wished you could go into a book and strangle some of the characters for being so incredibly dumb, copy and paste this into your profile. (WHY DIDN'T YOU USE THE MIRROR, HARRY?)
If you've ever talked to yourself, had arguments with yourself, and/or lost arguements to yourself, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you wait(ed) for a letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry when you were eleven, copy and paste this into your profile.
Copy and Paste if you’re a writer!
If you have ever ran into something while walking with a book, copy and paste this onto your profile.
If you've been on the computer for hours on end, reading numerous fanfictions, copy this onto your profile
If you've ever talked to yourself, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you've ever asked a really stupid, obvious question, copy and paste this onto your profile.
If annoying people say you will one day out grow your love of fairytales although evidence proves otherwise, copy/paste this onto your profile
If you think Writer's Block is evil, put this in your profile.
If you ever read past two in the morning, copy and paste this to your profile.
If you wish that a fictional character was real, copy and paste this to your profile (more than one)
Dear millionaires and billionaires, If you don't have a bookshelf that spins into another room, give me your money because you're spending it wrong.
Falls over and everybody stares* "I didn't fall, I just was testing gravity... It still works."
Never annoy a writer. She may put you in a book and kill you. BE WARNED!
My friends are the kind of people who will spend hours trying to drown a fish. But I still love them to death
I don't suffer from insanity. I enjoy every minute of it
If you know you were born in the wrong century, copy this into your profile.
I reject your reality and substitute it with my own.
When in doubt, make words up!
Why be difficult, when with just a little more effort, you can be impossible?
People that don't know me think I'm quiet and shy. People that do wish I was.
Sarcasm. It's easier than actually having to deal with stupid people.
Some people are like slinkies. They have absolutely no practical use, but they make you smile when you push them down the stairs
More Random Facts:
I have never watched the Notebook, or The Titanic.
I don't really like pizza. Or spaghetti. Or hot dogs. Or pies. (I know, I'm totally un-American)
I have never punched or slapped another person in anger. No matter how much I've wanted too.
I can shoot a crossbow, but I don't ever want to have to shoot an animal. Or a person.
I talk to myself. All the time. Partially because it's really hard to get someone's attention in a family of six (including parents), and partially because I'm just weird like that.
People are weird. I don't like them. Unless they're commenting nice stuff about my fanfiction. Then I'm all happy and stuff. And I love them.
I easily get lost in my thoughts and creep people out when I stare into space for forever without blinking.
I don't like it when people stare at me. (speeches, ugh)
The universe is out to get me.
YOUR GUY SIDE:
(x) You love hoodies
TOTAL: 14 ( and I am a girl!)
YOUR GIRL SIDE:
(x) Cats are better than dogs.
(x) You wear lip gloss/Chapstick (does lip balm count?)
(x) You love to shop
(x) You wear eyeliner.
(x) You wear the color pink. (ICK hate pink)
(x) Go to your mom for advice.
(x) You consider cheerleading a sport.
(x) You hate wearing the color black
(x) You like hanging out at the mall.
(x) You like getting manicures and/or pedicures.
(x) You like wearing jewelry (Only earrings)
(x) Skirts are a big part of your wardrobe.
(x) Shopping is one of your favorite hobbies.
(x) You don't like the movie Star Wars.
(x) You were in gymnastics/dance. (In grade 2)
(x) It takes you around/ more one hour to shower, get dressed, and make-up.
(x) You smile a lot more than you should
(x) You have more than 10 pairs of shoes.
(x) You care about what you look like.
(x) You like wearing dresses when you can.
(x) You like wearing body spray/perfume/cologne)
(x) You love the movies.
(x) Used to play with dolls as little kid
(x) Like putting make-up on someone else for the joy/joke of it
(x) Like being the star of every thing
TOTAL: 5 That's kinda sad...
Your Godly Parent is...
You like being in charge.
You feel at home in the water.
You’re not that much of a people person.
You own a garden.
You often start fights.
You have an insatiable thirst for knowledge.
You’re very creative and artistic.
HUNTER OF ARTEMIS
You dislike boys in general.
You have a way with tools.
Every guy/girl swoons for you.
You like pickpocketing your friends.
You’re the life of the party.
Well, okay then. Top picks for my godly parent are: Hermes, Hunter of Artemis, and Apollo. Did not see that coming.
To whoever has had the patience to read this all the way to the end, and learn more about me, I wish you rainbows and sunshine and happy man-eating unicorns. Also chocolate and blue jelly beans. And all good things in your future.