Sunday, September 21, 2014

Rainbow Angel


Rainbow angel
Guides your way to the Lord with her wings of multicolor.
Doesn’t believe in grayness or gloominess,
Only in hope of the most vibrate.
Sweetly takes your hand,
Welcoming you to the brightness of Heaven.  



(c)Lena Holdman, all rights reserved 2014 

Love you Lauren 


Monday, August 18, 2014

Think Tink (August 2014)




As most of you know, I got sick at camp and had to come home early. It sucked big time! Then, after the embarrassment and disappointment of getting sick in front of everyone, I had to stay in the hospital for two nights. Three different doctors told me three different diagnoses but finally, they agreed that I had some weird stomach virus! I was poked like a pin cushion and was almost “probed” (I have another very graphic analogy for it but it’s inappropriate, lol). I had to deal with an agonizing, bloated, bubbling stomach. I also had to deal with the nurses, except for two, baby talking me and you know how I just love it when people treat me like I’m brainless. One of the doctors was cute at least. ;)


Yeah, it has been a rough couple of days but I’m going to shake it off, think Tink. The One Direction concert is next week and I’m going to have a blast! I still have fall camp to go to so I get to see my friends again. I’m better now and everything is awesome!!!  
:)




Venting, Funny, Think Tink

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Trolling Or Bullying?

In internet slang, a troll is a person who sows discord on the Internet by starting arguments or upsetting people by posting inflammatory, extraneous, or off-topic messages in an online community  with the deliberate intent of provoking readers into an emotional response or of otherwise disrupting normal on-topic discussion. 

Cyberbullying is the use of information technology to harm or harass other people in a deliberate, repeated, and hostile manner. Examples of what constitutes cyberbullying include communications that seek to intimidate, control, manipulate, put down, falsely discredit, or humiliate the recipient. 

I often play an online game called Smallworlds and it’s very fun. It’s open to all ages. In the game, I’m a witch with magic powers, which I enjoy and I make a lot of friends. It’s an awesome game! Trolls on Smallworlds supposed to be pranksters, jokesters, tricksters.They just trick you out of your tokens or start silly magic/gun fights. 
 

It’s supposed to be all in good fun but some people use trolling as an excuse to be bullies. These bullies stalk players, hack accounts, say inappropriate insults, spread gross, false rumors, or even threaten. 

 


I usually just laugh at the trolls but I take snapshots of the bullies and report them, even if they’re not bullying me. People need to remember that it’s a great game, not another site to bully someone. 

*And don't worry, I reported the guy in snapshot above before I wrote this. The guy was a well-known bully in the game. He bullied some of my gaming friends. I just went where he hung out to catch him in the act and he tried to pick on me, not knowing I got it in a picture. I'm not being bullied.   

Monday, June 30, 2014

Possessed



Possessed
By: Lena Holdman 

When you first look at me,
I might seem innocent, sane, regular.
But look closer,
Do you see the darkness in my eyes?
You’d probably see something that even I wouldn’t recognize.
This is the monster that resides in my soul.
 It chose me because I was naïve,
I was easy to fool because I was so curious and gullible;
My own curiosity led me to a secret hell.

It taunts me with terrifying, vile thoughts;
Disturbing images of dark desires, murder, and lust.
My own mind is impossible to trust.
The pure part of me is so frightened and confused by them,
While the demon inside craves for them to become alive!

Having complete control,
it makes me do the unthinkable.
I try to fight but it’s too powerful.
I don’t know what I’m doing when it takes over.
My righteous side blacks out,
I’m it;
A rabid, wicked, pentagram-imprinted hunter.
Tainting the weak makes my mouth water,
Helpless screams make it more fun.

After the sinful deed is done,
I come to again,
I cry, fall onto my knees,
For I see the blood on my hands and the gore at my feet.
The evil inside just begins to giggle!

Can you help me?
Do you even believe me?! 
Oh, it’s getting more hungry, more dominating.
If you’re going to save me,
please hurry!
It’s burning, scratching, gnawing;
Beyond torture!
 How much invasion can my soul endure?
Let me be killed if you have to,
Please just get someone…anyone to slay this monster!! 


(c)Lena Holdman, all rights reserved 2014


Dark, Horror, Poetry, Metaphor 

The narrator is tortured by guilt. The "monster" is making her do bad things and for a moment, she likes doing those things until she sees what she's done. She just wants to stop being sinful. 


Monday, June 16, 2014

Wonderland Camp, June 2014






Last week, I went to Wonderland Camp and I had a blast! I saw my old friends: Ann, Cookie, Brad, Scott, Kayla, Katie, Faith, Jason, Dustin, Elvis, Lena, and Alena. I also made new friends: Abby, Kate, Brittany, Kyrie, Shirley, and Kaitlin.  This year, I was in a different cabin, FHB, and it was a cool change. I was so happy that I was in the same cabin as Cookie.  

On Sunday, Kayla then Scott and his friend came to visit me. It was very nice to see both of them. Then, after dinner, Cookie and I went to the campfire and sang camp songs. There was more smoke than fire and it was funny. Every time that we would try to come closer, we weren’t able to see or began coughing. It was as thick as fog. We also took a hayride all around camp. It was a very good beginning of the week.

On Monday, we tie-dyed our camp shirts in Arts and Crafts. I tie-dyed my shirt purple and orange. In Rec, we then tossed balls into hula hoops and it was so much fun.  Later that afternoon, we tried to swim. It was very cloudy but people said that the pool water was warm so I went in despite the weather. Twenty minutes after getting in, cold rain began pouring down. We had to rush out of the pool, as I shivered uncontrollably. It was quite an adventure. After a warm shower, we hung out in the cabin and listened  to One Direction until dinner time. For Evening Activity, we played “Cabin Feud” in the dining hall. It was like Family Feud, just with camp-related questions. Our cabin didn’t win but it was still fun.

On Tuesday, we rode the boat in the morning. It was slightly brisk but the sun was out. I didn’t sleep the whole time this time and the scenery was pretty. In music, we played a game that was like Musical Chairs. There were pieces of paper around a table. When the music started playing, we went around the table. When it stopped, you had to do the action that the paper closest to you says to do, like “Act Out A Scene From Your Favorite Movie”. It was funny. In Arts and Crafts, we painted a pet rock. I painted my rock purple, red, and black. Then, after my rock, I painted my fingers to put my fingerprints on paper. For Evening Activity, it was a karaoke night. I sang “Beat of My Heart” by Hilary Duff. I then danced with everyone. After a while, Cookie and I went outside and began chasing Brad around. It’s a joke between the three of us. Cookie and I couldn’t stop laughing. Before bedtime, everyone in the cabin played a game called “Hot and Cold”. Someone hid a cup and people told the person who was finding it if they were hot or cold, which meant they were close or far away from it.  It was a great night.

On Wednesday, in Rec, we exercised and colored paper rose petals red all over camp (the week’s theme was Alice In Wonderland). In Arts and Crafts, we made Mad Hatter hats. I decorated my hat with smiley faces, hearts, stars, and puzzle pieces and it was cool. We then made flags for our group talent in the talent show. The talent show began in the evening. Cookie and I sang “Lucky” by Britney Spears and we rocked! Our whole cabin waved flags and danced to “Wave Your Flag” by K’naan and it was comical. During the whole show, I clapped, cheered, sang along, and laughed. Camp talent shows always make me happy.  

On Thursday, it rained cats and dogs throughout the morning and afternoon. We did indoor activities and watched movies but everyone was more excited about the dance. Later that afternoon, the girls had Beauty Shop. Katie painted my nails black with silver glitter. I wore gray eye shadow and dark red lipstick and she straightened my bangs. After dinner, I got dressed. I put on my long, flowing, blue and black sundress and I loved it. Then the dance began. People were bopping around, the colorful lights were shining brightly and spinning ‘round, and the music was so loud that my ears rang a little. It was awesome!! I don’t know why but sometimes being surrounded by blaring music makes me feel like I’m on cloud nine, like I’m on a sugar high. I danced with everybody. Jason even took me out of my chair and danced with me, which was so, so cool! Every moment of that night was amazing!!!

On Friday, everyone was packing, signing shirts, and taking pictures. I caught myself trying to memorize every face that morning. Fridays, like I’ve said many times before, are always are bittersweet. I know that I’ll be back and I’m happy to see my parents but it’s tough to say goodbye. Camp is my secondary home and every time that I think about it, I smile. I remember all of the laughter and each adventure, minor or major.  I also feel blessed to know such incredible people.   


Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Living Dead Girl by Elizabeth Scott

Living Dead GirlLiving Dead Girl by Elizabeth Scott
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This book was haunting, creepy, sad, and a very good read. It's about a girl who has lived with her kidnapper for five years, since she was ten. For five years, she has been abused in unimaginable ways. The kidnapper, Ray was a sick-minded monster and the girl would do anything and say anything not to make him angry. Some parts freaked me out but I couldn't put the book down.


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Saturday, May 31, 2014

Field of Loneliness


Field of Loneliness
by: Lena Holdman

I’m standing in the middle of a large field of black, dying roses. A dark sun is slowly setting, making the sky crimson. Withered petals waltz in the wind and blow in my auburn hair. Shaking the petals off, I pull up the hood of my favorite gray hoodie, for the wind is brisk. I can see a run-down barn in the distance but there’s no sign of life of any kind anywhere. I’m so confused, slightly dizzy, and my head is pounding. Where am I? How did I get here and why am I here?

Then I see you, Dave, the guy who always comforted me, made me laugh; the best friend who always danced with me in the middle of my living room, making me feel like a real princess. Ever since we were teenagers, I’ve carried a torch for you. I don’t know how many times that I tried to tell you about my deeper feelings for you, how many times that I whispered “I love you” but you were blind to it all. Even now in our twenties, my love for you still hasn’t wavered.

Now, you seem to appear out of nowhere but I just want to know what’s going on. I call out to you but it seems like you don’t see or hear me even though I’m only steps away from you. In a louder tone, I ask, “Where are we?” Still, you don’t answer or even look my way; your olive eyes scanning the darkening sky.
I desperately ask you, “What’s wrong?” I try to walk towards you but I can’t. Some invisible, strong force holds my legs tightly in place. I scream in frustration but try to remain calm. Is this some kind of joke? Are you going burst into laughter at any minute?  I giggle nervously and say, “Alright Dork, you’ve had your fun.”

Then Lilly appears beside you and your gorgeous face lights up. She’s your girlfriend of two years, the luckiest girl on Earth; the one with long, blonde hair, legs that went on forever, and a perfect, model-like smile, and the one who you gave your heart to. I’m happy for you. You’ve finally found someone who you could love with all of your heart but I must admit, sometimes it was difficult to watch you give her all of your affection while I just was the third wheel, still being secretly devoted to you.

I assume that she’s going to see me and talk to me now, end this silly prank but she doesn’t even acknowledge me.  At first, I’m very offended but then, I become extremely afraid. Am I really invisible? Am I dead and now just a reckless spirit that you’ve already forgotten?! I scream out your name again, again, and AGAIN! Neither of you can hear me.You just start dancing with her, twirling her around and around, both of you being blissfully oblivious of me and the hideous, dying flowers around you. Your love for each other is beautiful enough. I feel helpless, alone, abandoned!

Now, her baby blue, short sundress is growing longer and turning pure white, as all of the color in the world gradually disappears. It’s like we’re in an old black and white movie stuck on slow motion. You keep twirling her around and I keep screaming your name. You kiss her hard on the lips and I frantically beg you to just listen. You laugh with her and I sob, pleading, “PLEASE HEAR ME…LOOK AT ME!! PLEASE REMEMBER ME, COME ON! DON’T DO THIS, I LOVE YOU!!!”

My legs suddenly are able to move but instead of running towards you, I walked backwards, hysterically crying, screaming, still beseeching you to hear and look at me. The world begins to spin quickly, uncontrollably like I’m on a demonic top and I lose my footing. A car appears behind me and not paying attention, I hit my head on the side mirror. I scream again before darkness consumes me.         

When I open my eyes again, color is back.With a massive bump on my head,  I’m lying on the ground beside your blue Mustang, a field of red roses being only a foot away. I see you running towards me and that’s when I remember what happened:

You were taking Lilly and me to dinner when she’d seen the rose field. We pulled over to pick some. Just as we were about to get out of the car, I got a text from my younger sister and I told you two to go ahead while I quickly replied. When I was done texting, I left my phone in the car and walked towards the field. From a distance, I saw you two standing in the middle. You whispered something to her, making her giggle. Then, you held something up to her and knelt down one knee. I thought that you were proposing to her. I should’ve been happy for you two, should’ve been cheering but all I felt was overwhelming shock and fear of abandonment. I slowly walked backwards back to the car, for I didn’t want you to see me at that moment. I knew that my face didn’t have a look of joy. As I walked backwards, my eyes still glued on you, I slipped on a rock and slammed my head on the side mirror, passing out.

“Are you okay,” you exclaim, rushing towards me, “What happened?”

“I’m fine…” I say drowsily, “just…slipped.” You help sit up and make tell you how many fingers that you’re holding up.  As you’re checking me, I abruptly say, “Congrats on your engagement.”

“Huh,” you exclaim, looking puzzled, “Engagement?”

“Such a jokester,” I think to myself. “I saw you starting to propose to Lilly…,” I say with a small smile.

You give me one of your charming smiles.

Thinking up of quick lie, I continue saying, “That’s why I tried running back to the car…Wanted to get my phone so I record you proposing. It is a special moment.”

Then you burst out laughing. Why are you laughing?

“Sorry to disappoint you,” you chuckle, “but I wasn’t proposing.”

“But I saw you getting on one knee,” I say, feeling perplexed.

“I was just goofing around,” you explain, “I was only giving her a rose.”

“Oh…,” I say, feeling very idiotic, “so I bumped my head over nothing.”

“Looks like it,” you smile, “but thanks. Don’t you think that I would tell you if I was planning to propose? You are my best friend. I tell you everything.”

Warming my heart, I smile at your sweet words.

Lilly now runs towards us with exploding panic in her eyes. She frantically asks, “Is she okay? Does she need to go the hospital?”

“I’m just a klutz,” I told her with a sigh.

“Yeah, she hit her head on my side mirror but it didn’t break,” you tease, “Thank God for her hard head.”

“Oh ha, ha,” I smile, “Dork.”

“Come on,” you say, helping me stand and giving me a picked rose from your pocket, “I promised to take my girls to dinner.”

As we get into the car, I’d be lying if I said that I’m not feeling relieved that you aren’t engaged tonight. I’m ashamed of that fact. You deserve to be happy. You’re my best friend and if I really care about you, I should be supporting you. Tonight, I’ve learned that I have a selfish fear of you not being in my life, of being forgotten and I realize that those feeling are foolish. I know that you wouldn’t just push me away and Lilly wouldn’t replace me. We’re only friends…period. No matter how much wish for a romantic relationship with you, nothing will ever change things. I love you but you aren’t mine to keep. I’ve just been acting like a self-centered child so tonight, I’m deciding that if there ever comes a day that I need to let you go, I’ll walk away. Even though I’ll always want you, I’ll be at peace, knowing that you’re truly happy.    


Dark, Fiction, Love, Sad, Teen, Young-adult, Growing up

(c)Lena Holdman, all rights reserved 2014 

In this story, the narrator faces her fears of abandonment and learns that if you love someone, sometimes you'll have to let them go. The truth hurts but it's part of growing up. 


Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Through the Zombie Glass by Gena Showalter

Through the Zombie Glass (White Rabbit Chronicles, #2)Through the Zombie Glass by Gena Showalter
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Through the Zombie Glass had great action, drama, and suspense. While fighting the evil within her after being bitten, Ali also had to deal with strange visions, a break-up, her friends not trusting her, and life-threatening situations. I think that she became stronger throughout this book. It was awesome! I did get mad at Cole for a while but I was practically giddy when they made up. I couldn't stop reading!!


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Alice In Zombieland by Gena Showalter

Alice in Zombieland (The White Rabbit Chronicles, #1)Alice in Zombieland by Gena Showalter
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Alice In Zombieland is awesome! Alice "Ali" Bell thought that her father was crazy until her family died in a crash and she began to see strange things. She kicks zombie butt and I love all of the rest of the characters, especially Cole and Kat.  I also love the great, intense zombie battles, the romance between Cole and Ali, and the settle references to Alice In Wonderland.  I adore this book!


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My 1st Horse Ride


I would like to thank everyone who was involved with making my day so happy and exciting on Sunday, May 18th. I never thought that I would be able to ride a horse or even get on one. The farm was beautiful and the hayride was great too. Many thanks to you all.


P.S.  I loved meeting you all. 

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

What Happened To Jeremy Sumpter?


One of my favorite movies is Peter Pan (2003 movie version). I’ve seen recent pictures of Jeremy Sumpter, who played Peter and I was surprised. Back then, I had a slight crush on him because he played Peter Pan but now he looks very, very grown up and hot! I started wondering what happened to him after 2003 so I did some research. 

First, in 2004, he acted on the CBS series clubhouse as Pete Young, a teenage bat-boy for a New York major league baseball team. 

In 2005, he then took a very mature role in the Lifetime movie, Cyber Seduction: His Secret Life as Justin Petersen, a sixteen-year-old who gets an extreme addiction to online pornography that ruins his life. I know, it’s shocking, a real, real departure from Peter Pan but he was very good (I watched clips of it).


After that, he acted on the NBC series Friday Night Lights as J. D. McCoy from 2008 to 2010. He also co-starred in the movie Soul Surfer in 2011 as Byron Blanchard, the brother of the professional surfer, Bethany Hamilton who’s a victim of a shark attack. 

He appeared in an episode of CSI: Miami as well as the boyfriend of a girl whose parents are murdered.

Jeremy has done a lot other things since the days of being Peter but he’ll always be Peter Pan to me. It’s the kid in me. I could watch Peter Pan over and over again. I like his new look though.
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Never Forget

  Never forget  September 11, 2001  Smooches, prayers, and think Tink.