"May the odds be ever in your favour!"

Hello!
We watched the Hunger Games with a rather large group of friends on Friday.
This won't be a review of the film, but just my opinion.
I liked it. It was a successful interpretation of the book, but I think the book was so much better.
I liked the camera and filming, I liked Jennifer Lawrence and her acting, I could keep going on because the list is long.
Something that crushed my hopes and dreams was how some of the characters looked, because that was just not how I saw them when I was reading the book. Haymitch, Gale, Peeta, and Rue too. In the book Katniss said Rue reminded her of Prim, so I thought Rue was a tiny blonde girl. I think they did an awesome job on the people of the Capitol and Effie—although they did miss her pink and orange hair. Oh and Cinna was just like I imagined him.
I was also bothered by how they changed some of the scenes, like how Katniss got the mockingjay pin (Ezgi said she didn't mind, but for some reason it bothers me), some other scenes, and then the last scene in the arena. In the book scene, there are more than 3 dogs—about 13-16—and they all look like one of the tributes that died earlier on. I remember very clearly Katniss describing one of the dogs which reminded her of Glimmer—green eyes and blonde fur. I think Thresh (the male tribute of District 11) died in that scene. And also, Peeta's leg was in extremely bad condition. So bad that after the games they had to replace his leg with a metal one. In the book every single scene was more intense. The book was from Katniss' perspective and there was almost no dialogue except between Katniss and Peeta or the Carriers during the Games. It was all Katniss' thoughts and descriptions. That way you learn so much more about everything in the book. Because of that, Rue's death is sadder in the book.
I think that was all that made me think the movie was great, but not perfect.

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I finished most of my homework today. I'm happy about that.

I realized the Wrath of the Titans was out. I want to see it with friends who like Greek mythology, but one of them doesn't seem to like me anymore—he's been acting different and keeping his distance from me—and I'm going to Istanbul next week, so I bet they'll see it without me.
Oh well, I guess.

I'm sad I'm going to miss every single English class next week. I really enjoy reading Julius Caesar. And I'm probably going to miss the act I'm most excited about. Fffff.

I went shopping. I don't do that very often, and I don't enjoy it either. But I got some new stuff (pants mostly).

And I met some really cool people. I think I want to hang out with them more. :)

La la la la

“I’m glad you’re finally here, now ingest this fruit and we must leave.”

I love my character, Oran. If all the main four characters represent one part of me, Oran is definitely the bad, mean, and emotionally struggling side.

He's a mixture of fire and earth.
Kael is definitely water.
Claudia is air.
Isadora is air and water.
I think that really explains their personalities.

I read over the first chapter of my book...and I don't like it. Nope, I only like the first bit where Adrian is telling the story.
I know everything that happens, but I can't put it into words.

Anyway, today we talked about the four elements and the four humors. This entry is mostly about those.
I'm very interested in these stuff because I've always liked the idea of 'four elements' and everyone having an element.

In 7th grade my friend called me 'airhead' because I was a 'daughter of Zeus' and I called her 'pork' because she was a 'daughter of Ares' and we were 'demigods' but the point here is: airhead. When I heard the word today I got very excited but I'm sure no one else cared. In 7th grade my element was definitely air.
Now I think I'm sliding to the fire side. But I'm somewhere in between.
Air has always been my favorite element. It fits my star sign too: Gemini.

Enough about that, the four humors are choler (fire), sanguine (air), phlegm (water), and melancholy (earth). I think it was believed that when a person was healthy they had equal amounts of all the humors.
I was going to do more research about it, but I'm very sleepy and I can't explain these.

Another random reason why I was very interested in these humors was because I had a story about four characters who each represented one of the elements. I really liked them and their story, and I still do. I liked their conflict and how they solved it.
Khyno, the fire girl was short-tempered, liked hewing (hehehe), and was angry with everything. So I think she fits choler.
Drunt was the air dude, but now that I look at it, it seems like I've switched earth and air, because Drunt was always rather quiet and sad.
While Frank, the earth guy, was cheerful, flirty, etc.
Trianwa was the water girl. She wasn't exactly 'mellow'. She was arrogant and narcissistic. Oh well.
And their colours are rather matching too. Coincidence!

I have to dig through my locker again, to find Julius Caesar. :)

Quick Post

Hello!
I was writing a blog entry about my trip to Italy on Sunday, but I got distracted, and I also talked about it in class.
So I won't post anything about Italy yet. But it will come.

We're reading Julius Caesar in English class and today we came across the word 'Erebus'. Brutus said it, talking about how even Erebus couldn't conceal the aims of the conspirators. Mr. Dale said Erebus was the god of darkness, and I said "Isn't that Nox?"
I checked it out: according to Wikipedia Erebus is the sibling and husband of Nox/Nyx, and Erebus is the god of darkness, but Nox is the goddess of the night. She gives birth to a bunch of dark characters like Thanatos (death), Momus (blame), Moros (doom), the Fates, Nemesis, etc.
But she's also the mother of Hypnos (sleep) and a lot of other gods.
Some other sources confirm this too.
I think she's really cool.

On the other hand, the Wrath of the Titans is coming out soon (sometime in April?) and I'm very excited about it, because it's about my all time favorite Greek mythological character—not Zeus—PERSEUS! But I'm also worried too, because of how they completely ruined the myth in the Clash of the Titans. Oh well.

I want to see the Hunger Games! I was the second person to read the series in our class and last year when no one knew about it my friend Ezgi (D.) and I were walking around the science fair with character names written on our hands. And everybody says the movie was awesome.

I was going to say something else too...oh, yes.
I loved Avatar the Last Air Bender when I was smaller, and a new series named The Legend of Korra is starting! The first two episodes were leaked and I watched them, and I'm absolutely in love with a character named Mako.
I think I like dark, tall and handsome. And pyromaniacs. Yay.

Now off we go to the concert!

MUN Party

Today after school, it was the start of MUNESCO—a 3 day conference, Model United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization.
We spent about two hours running around in our formal clothing. Ezgi was trying to hand out their cards and booklets to people in our country, and I decided to help her by tagging along and carrying the badges. We talked to a few people—some new, some friends, some from past schools or last years MUNESCO—and time passed.
Then came the opening ceremony. It was long and everybody was giving speeches. I think my friends did a wonderful job on theirs, I congratulate you! Note passing was allowed at some point, and I noticed all the notes were between Indonesia (my country) and Palestine (a country represented by other school friends). By all I mean every single one.
Of course noting got banned and I never got my note back from my friend. I was really sad. Oh well.
After that, we got onto busses and went to Bilkent Hotel. It was dinner time! We ate nice food, blah blah, the fun part came when we started something.
They were playing the song "Stereo Heart" in the background, and we were singing along. Soon some peeps were talking to the man playing the music, and we were mingling on the dance floor. A couple people joined us, and suddenly a huge crowd of people were surrounding us. All dancing, all singing (more like shouting) along with the songs.
It was fun not only because we were dancing, but because we were all strangers having fun together, not judging, all doing the same thing and enjoying it.
We started MUNESCO like this, I hope it continues in the same warm and fun way.

Occurrences

Ahhhhhhh! My blogging habit is disintegrating.
This is a busy week, I've had two exams so far.
Señora Berna is extremely nice and she postponed the exam she had arranged months ago, so I only have to worry about math.
I'm in 607 Math, which isn't exactly HL but we do things faster than the other classes and we learn more details. Mr. Ufuk says the course isn't HL but we are HL students, which is motivating, but when we get the exams it can be terrifying. I didn't get my usual grade in the last exam, so I'm worried for this one too. I studied though. The topic is trigonometry and similarity, and I really have to look beyond what is shown in diagrams to solve the question. Also some problems are hard to understand, and unless you get them you can't solve them. Oh well.
We're also dealing with MUNESCO this week. I'm sure it'll be fun, but honestly writing resolutions isn't my favorite assignment. You have to think about many things and mention them all in the right way.

In English class we're reading Julius Caesar. I think it's fun and interesting, but I prefer reading the book instead of the white board. For some reason I don't like reading books or comics—actually comics is fine since they're pretty rare—on a screen. I like having the book in my hands, able to mark it, I like the smell of books, I like their existence. So I'm going to dig through my locker and find the book.

Something I think is very cool is that I caught my favorite legendary Pokemon, which is a bird Pokemon named Articuno. It was funny, I started my attempts at the beginning of Spanish class and continued till the end of MUNESCO practice, with my friends trying to help me and motivate me. I caught it at my fourth try when nobody was around, so I was just randomly cheering and waving my arms, and the only person at the table was staring at me.
Worth it.

Rooooaaaaaarr!

Hmph. I've had a bad week. And I'm going to have a worse one next week.
I need to talk to a friend about something.
And do homework. And study.
I was not writing this blog entry to complain, but in the end that's all it's going to be.
I forgot my biology books at school. CLEVER. I have an exam tomorrow. I need to study with someone.
I woke up today, no problems, but then I stood, and my foot began aching. But not a little bit of aching, like "HEY BEGUM I'M HERE TO TORTURE YOU HEH HEH HEH!" kind of unbearable aching. As some peeps might know I have a problem with my right leg, and to treat it I have bandages on it sometimes. I had that on today. I took it off and I have this red spot on my foot which hurts a lot. The positive side of that is I get to lie in bed and not move and order people around. Yup. Now it hurts less, and I don't have to skip on one leg, I can actually limp.

Little bad things keep happening but for some reason I don't mind them.

I want to send something to the Lit Mag.
But I don't know what! I have a couple short stories. I liked that one I wrote about the archer. It was rather long... Oh well, I'll look through my writings and perhaps write something special.

I want a new Pokemon game to play at the Spring Break. If I get good grades on the exams I'll have the game in a week or two. Yay.

Short, but I think I said what I wanted to.

In the chaos of grief and remorse that filled his mind it was the one articulate word. (14) Death brings awareness of God.

The quote, “In the chaos of grief and remorse that filled his mind it was the one articulate word.” is describing the Savage. Soon after Linda’s death, the only thing the Savage can say is “God”. Unlike the society, the Savage is aware of religion, and he himself is religious. The only person he had a deep connection with was Linda, and when he lost her, he turned to the only being who remained for him: God.
Our classmate though of the thematic statement “Death brings awareness of God.”, by interpreting the quote and its context. I completely agree with this statement, but I believe there are more things to be said.
The Savage called out for God, because he had lost everything but himself, and his belief. He depended on God, nothing more.
I think ‘death’ is too specific. It is not only death which might bring us this close to God
I myself am more agnostic than Muslim, but I have some knowledge about this topic.
I’ve heard that you’re closest to God when you’re ill, or in a very bad situation. Especially when you’ve got no one else to depend on, no one but this supreme being you can’t see, hear, feel, but can believe in.
Death of course is a terrible and painful thing, but I believe it’s not death itself that brings you awareness of God, it’s the events leading up to it and its aftermath. Hopelessness, agony, sorrow, followed by loneliness, aimlessness, it is the feeling of being lost that makes ‘God’ the one articulate word.

Ugh...
I'm feeling rather worried and tired.
I was writing my thoughts on a statement on the Google doc., but I realized the topic was too religious for me to talk about it and if I say anything wrong it would be bad.
So I'm trying to find something else to write about, but I have no idea which one to pick. I can't think, I'm brain-dead and sad and tired and I want to break my computer in half violently and then sleep.
I couldn't do any MUN research either.
I just want to get ill so I can't come to school tomorrow.

I want to be optimistic and think 'Every obstacle is there for you to improve yourself!' and 'This is no problem, at least you're homeless!' but I just can't.

And there's no one on chat. No one I can talk to to calm myself. Except imaginary friends and plushies. Yes, I haven't talked to my imaginary friends in a long time.

Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Mea Culpa

"Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa."
"My fault, my fault, my most grievous fault."

I'm reading School for Gods by Stefano D'ana for ethics class. The phrase 'mea culpa' is from the second chapter, part 10. I might not have translated correctly for I'm reading it in Turkish. The book is about a man who meets this being named the Dreamer, and how he changes and many things about life.
Mrs. Ayşe assigned me this book, telling me I was mature enough to understand it. Honestly I only picked it because she said that and I thought it might refer to mythology.
It does mention heroes and demigods, not their deeds, but why they are remembered now. The book talks about how we control the world around us, and things that happen are just like mirror reflections of us. We can only call ourself "I" when we know ourself.
It's a very hard and long book, and words and ideas are being stuffed into my mind. I think it's rather complicated and definitely not written for young adults. But I've learned things from the book too. I can't say what, but I feel a little different, and I look at things differently. I'm—perhaps—wiser.
It's interesting to read, but I do wish I picked something easier.

A lot of pigeons have visited my windowsill today. Their visits are short, and our eyes meet only once or twice before they take off. They're very cautious. I placed some food for them a few minutes ago. I do that very often. It puts a smile on my face when they move their heads in that way that they do and look to see if I'm doing anything. They're not the most intelligent organisms on Earth, but I'm fascinated by them. In places where you can buy seeds from street vendors to feed the pigeons, I always do, and I feel like I have this connection with the birds stumbling around my feet. They're just in it for the food, and maybe I'm just sounding stupid.
Whenever I see a pigeon I get distracted from whatever I'm doing and cannot return to my work before saying "Pigeon." and staring at it until I'm satisfied.

That was random.
Lately I've been trying to contain my anger and enjoying everything that happens. It's working out well, but stress still manages to break my walls and upset me.
I hate homework on the weekends. I absolutely, purely, hate it, despise it.
And I don't hate things often.

Hmm. That's pretty much it...

~Chubby Pigeon Out.

Thoughts

Good evening.

Uhhh, I've been awfully lazy this week...
Wednesday and Thursday were snow holidays. I wish Friday was too...
Anyway, I was looking at the Google Doc we edited in class today, and I've had a hard time writing a theme statement for my quote.
So here's a thought list to help me:
There are prices to pay for freedom. *
When everything around you is the same, your uniqueness will be like the moonlight in the night. Bright, enlightening, and standing out.
When everyone around you is unconsciously imprisoned, and you search for freedom, they will all oppose you.
The battle for freedom is a hard one.
You have to fight for freedom.
When a significant event occurs in your life, you realize many things.

*I have this emotional connection with this one. Why? Because I've been drawing a comic about the past of a minor character I created (and I love him) and I made a cover for it. The title is "Flight", and below it I wrote "There are prices to pay for freedom."
He has a pretty sad story, I think. And I'm only at the beginning too... It's going to get worse. I should go and draw more for the comic.

Yup, I'm going with the first one. Lets go edit the doc then...Hah ha, I have no idea how to save this...Oh okay, apparently it saves automatically.

Yaaaaayyyy!

I watched Hugo! I think it was amazing! And very emotional too...I almost cried at least twice. The actors were amazing, jokes were hilarious, and I couldn't guess anything that was going to happen! Effects were just...wow... I now understand why they won an Oscar.

I don't know what else to say. I want to skip school next week because I have to finish a project and it's going to be very hard.

Well, I'll go draw a bit more. Good night!