Fear is Realized.

You may think that, given the state of the economy and a dozen other uncertainties that youth today seems simply unable to ignore, a teen such as myself might have some inkling of her greatest fear. And, to be clear, I do: getting stuck under clear ice with a shark and Neil Diamond blasting- now that scares me. Random. I am aware. But one fear has lingered in my mind now, for nearly a year. Not the kind that the media projects in every medium imaginable. Nor the type that strikes you when eating an orange mocha frappucino. No, my friends, this is the kind of fear that wakes you up at night, screaming from dreams of angry amish people and highly erratic celebrities. This is real. This is...


Yes. My Dad is reading Twilight.


Looking back, I really should have seen it coming. While the movement of Twilight guys has been in motion for only several months now, this one has been barreling toward me since the day I picked up that cursed book. See, in our family, inside jokes are as numerous as the hair my pathetically endearing bulldog scatters about the house. Anyone who cannot decipher the word "Tuna!!??" in such a context as we use it would find themselves very out of place in the Nowakowski home. So developed the quandry of Twilight. See, when you've been through hundreds of pages of the most idiotic heroine since volume one Sue Storm (and the other, far more interesting characters she associates with), you start finding certain things inexplicably funny. The name Edward. Switzerland. Silver volvos. You get the idea.

So a while back, he started to read it. That ended with the back cover. Which, consequently, had been the reason I didn't read it the first time around either. But if you read the newspaper, watch tv, or simply have an irritating acquantice with my level of interest in the series, you've probably noticed- Twilight has hit the radar, hard. It knocked Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows off the New York Times Bestseller's list. The first movie comes out in December. And honestly, its understandable that- even at risk of the romance this novel appears to be dripping with on every page- something's gotta give. You just can't be out of the loop forever. And who really wants to walk into the theater with all the suckers just catching a teenybopper flick? So my Dad is reading it. Now, the community of Twilight Guys online appears to be made up of two groups- boyfriends of Twilighters, and extreme exceptions who you would never expect to have any motivation to pick up a book about a girl and her supernatural BF and BFF. Never. A. Dad. So this could be a first, or at least, the first I've heard of.

But for a Dad, I must admit, I am impressed. Twilight falls into several categories that can really go either way; rarely settling in a middle ground. Romance.....sucks. Who needs it? Vampires.....well, after reading Interview with the Vampire, I can see that Twilight will never reach that mark. Yet, even as I feverishly proclaim my hate infinite for Edward (ultimate abusive boyfriend), Esme (why the heck is she even there?) and most of all, Bella (need i say anything?), something keeps us coming back to know what happens next. And until the day a nuclear bomb hits Forks and spares us all the misery of Izzy's pathetic narration, we are at the mercy of the sequels to come.
What do I mean by all this?
Well, hey- even Lois didn't beat him to this one. My DAD. Reading TWILIGHT. Before my teenage schoolmate.



And to my readers, a thousand rogue vampires and an ill-working pickup truck plague you, and may the good Lord save you!
-mradrz4evr-

I Do Dare!

Don't ask.
But here it is: the blog post we've all been so desperately waiting for! I know its been forever, but regardless, I have a fairly decent excuse. Yes, it is a good excuse- having the unabashed menace of Ben and Kaitlyn flying about for two weeks can leave a person incapacitated at best- at least, enough so that updating a blog becomes a distant dream, and all you can hope for is sunny weather, or maybe that the chicken burger supply might not dwindle precariously low. (Thank heaven, it did not.)
What was I doing that kept me so busy? To make matters simple and clean (more for myself than anyone else) I will present my answer in list format.

THE ANSWER.
1. I was desperately trying to catch a few z's. You see, if you ask any teenager (or 12 year old boy, as we learned on the legendary "prank night"), night is the prime time to do pretty much anything. Painting your nails? Do it.....at night. Watching a terrifying movie? Wait for.....darkness. And, in our case, talking about who exactly manufactures those delicious little sour patch candies? ONLY IN THE LIGHT OF THE WANING MOON! You see, this whole manuever makes us feel far more sophisticated than we are, for in any adolescent fantasy, night is the time when parents drop their universal remotes and sweater-vests to go party at some unnamed nightclub among the elite, then (depending on who you ask) engage in high speed car chases after criminal drug lords, or vice versa (a la Grand Theft Auto).
2. I do believe in swimming. *somewhere, a fairy dies* Now, most believe I simply loathe such recreation, but that would not be the case. More than anything, I need a reason. I can't just jump into a pool for naught! No, I need motivation. In this case, a Washingtonian who looked ready to fall over, and did, on the stairs, leading me to believe that acclimation is in fact a real phenomenon that I may have experienced at some point in the ten months I've lived here. Go figure.
3. And last of all, I was doing stuff. Lots and lots and LOTS of stuff. Theme parks, historical parks, and the entirely indescribable spectacle that is a teen-girl-plagued rock concert- this is what I was doing for two weeks straight.
And then, I just needed to start living again.
Its not such a crazy request. I'm entitled to it! Constitutionally bound to my right for a happy existence. At least, until the big 1-8 hits. But for now, I can get away with sleeping in til 10, assured in the knowledge that I need not worry about the bear-infested world outside my front door. Sweet ignorance.
But not for long, according to the NEISD School District, 2701 Tesoro Drive, Suite 8. I know, because this party in question seems to send my mother emails on a weekly basis, all reminding us of the one inevitable door at the end of the smore-littered-hallway that is summer.
High school is a-comin.
And oh man, is it a high school. The largest I have ever seen. Its a wonder I don't wake up screaming at night, thinking about the commute from theater to biology. But hey, one great thing about having a whole new school to yourself- no one can say they've been there. Even the seniors will step foot in the hallways of Johnson the same day as us lowly freshman, one as equally unknowing as the other. On level ground, you might say (though, standing next to any freshman guy I know, I'm guessing they'll blatantly swear that they're on the downhill side.)
And while I wouldn't say I'm terrifically excited for the experience of high school, I will say this much: I did sixth through eighth. It doesn't get any worse than that. And knowing how far I've come in this year alone, my fears are few. New legions of texan schoolchildren are no unfamiliar sight. I can safely say I have seen loony teachers at their very least level of mental function. But more than anything, I have no doubt that the challenges I may face will be nothing more than that- challenges. The building blocks with which experience is made. And as a wise fellow once said...
Experience is not what happens to a man; it is what a man does with what happens to him.
Aldous Huxley

So true.

Two Posts. One Day. Is this mission.....impossible?

Apparently not.
Well, to start off my more reflective half of today's posting, lets just say things are pretty awesome as of this moment, for three big reasons.
1. In less than 4 days, we will have a legion of fantastic proportions arriving in S.A.!
2. There will be thunderstorms all day, and lightning is tearing the sky in two as we speak!!
And last of all...
3. VIVA LA VIDA IS NUMBER ONE ON THE BILLBOARD CHARTS!!!!! Shake It fell in at number 10, and if that wasn't awesome enough, With You is in LAST PLACE!!! Let me take this moment to make you all aware of my feelings for Chris Brown. *ahem* FURY. MALICE. ANGER. HATRED. LOATHING. UNADULTERATED LOATHING. (for everyone who just broke into a certain song from the Wicked musical, I applaud you.) So everyone can pretty much understand why June 21 is an awesome day in the living memory of all things Texas. Even if the rest of the Texan population is still hyperventilating over the fact that Rascall Flatts and Taylor Swift are performing this weekend. You know, I really don't get country. Its like listening to a gnat with a loud background of poorly orchestrated "rock" and the occasional banjo riff.
On a similar note, Neil Diamond is coming to Texas within the next four months. If anyone wishes to join me in my easily determined plans for the day he happens to roll in, please contact me ASAP.
But folks, what a time this has been so far. Having just watched every Rocky movie ever created, I can assure you that I know what it means to have the eye of the tiger. But that's the nice thing about summer. No need for inhuman levels of drive, determination, and tireless work ethic. Right?
PSYCHE! This is the household of NOWAKOWSKI, and we do not know the meaning of vacation. Nor do we know the meaning of pain (only a feeling and/or sensation), second place(AKA- first loser), or "chill out" (numerous choir directors and science teachers have tried, and failed, to change this.) So for the past few days, we've been in what Dad has dubbed "Spartan Training". Now, for all you people out there that don't understand the Spartan way- you are hopeless. Go join the Athenians, you pathetic losers. For those that do, you may have an inkling as to what this means for Mitchell and I. Most of it involves cardio exercise while in either the midday or afternoon hours, and in Texas, that means heat. But if it will help me achieve some semblance of the Spartan way of life, fine by me!
Shoutout to everyone in Washington- can't wait to see you guys!
-MR.BLUE4EVR

VICTORY IS MINE!!!

Okay, HUGE NEWS!!! (for me, anyway)
Everybody who is anybody knows that Twilight Lexicon is THE site for all things twilight. With tens of thousands of visitors coming in on a daily basis, it is the most popular site for our genre, worldwide.
Now some of you may have seen how a few weeks back, they were asking for readers to email "I Love Edward Because..." statements, since his fictional birthday was up and coming. I mailed one in.
AND I GOT IT!!!!!!!!! #22

The Qualifying Phrase:
"I love Edward because hot vampires, like cheese, only get better with age" - mradrz4evr

Follow the link below to see the full list:
http://www.twilightlexicon.com/Happy107Edward.pdf

*victory dance*
YEAH ME!!!

It's Been A While...

...since I updated my blog. But all that is about to change! Because here and now we have the extra special, jam-packed FRDIAY THE THIRTEENTH EDITION!!! And, allowing some characteristic bad luck doesn't do me in by the end of the day, there will be a weekly entry to follow this one for the remainder of the summer.

In current affairs, my life as of recent has been one overwhelming whirlwind of activity and the moments in between in which I do things such as this- and a bit of Sims in the middle, since I never entirely shook off that architecture kick. Right now there are seven people under our roof- the original fam, as well as my paternal grandparents and great-aunt. This means the former has been forced to scatter our typical sleeping patterns, though I have had the good fortune to stay in my own room for two out of three nights. For this I am eternally grateful- as you may know, when I am NOT writing or simming, I am usually doing activities which actually require relative silence. Extendies, love ya, but family reunions of any scale are never, EVER, quiet.

But more than anything else lately, I have been getting questions about high school. In case you entirely forgot who I am or don't know me in the slightest (stalkers, I will destroy you, FYI), I am going to be a freshman at the most ginormous school imaginable next year. So, for the benefit of all, here is the BROOKE HIGH-SCHOOL FAQ

Q: What classes are you taking?
A: GT English, Pre-AP Science/Math/History, Theater Productions, Journalism, PE and Mandarin Chinese.

Q: GT? Pre-AP?
A: GT translates as Gifted and Talented, meaning I had to take what is basically an IQ test to get in. Did that last year, qualified for all a kid my age can do, the end. Pre-AP stands for Pre-Advanced Placement, meaning I'm taking advanced classes now to enter college classes in my latter years of high school. The more credit I can accumulate while in the public education system, the better.

Q: Are you scared?
A: Um....let me answer your question with another question. "If a tree falls on a mime in the middle of the forest and no one is around, does anyone care?" Same. Exact. Answer.

Q: Any favorite class?
A: Well, I haven't exactly taken any of these classes yet, so I have yet to pick out favorites. But I'm looking forward to biology, english and productions most, I have to admit. Also, Mandarin Chinese, although I am still a bit intimidated by that language as a whole. Still, I pretty much figured out spanish- no use in taking the easy way out now!

Q: SPORTS!!!
A: I use all-caps there for a very good reason. Everyone from my relatives to my dentist to my youth pastor has had very strong feelings that Texas sports would suffer without my presence. *nervous laughter* Um, have they ever seen me play? But its true- I did want to do sports down here, especially field, in which I had shown a great deal of promise last season. But as it turns out, being in sports means giving up your PE class AND elective- for me, journalism. And once again, as you would obviously guess from my blogging in the first place, writing comes first. Always and without question. Plus, a school newspaper for a thousand-plus students? Bound to make any aspiring journalist drool at the mouth. Plus, the coveted position of editor in chief is just calling my name.....

More than anything, I am somewhat intrigued by high school as a whole- the wealth of opportunity, especially in a district as well-funded as our own, is exciting to any student. The only difficulty I anticipate is that of a social nature. No matter how much the curriculum matures, the majority of the student body has yet to grow up along with it. But if I can enjoy the experience, and leave freshman year feeling satisfied with all aspects of my development, my goal will have been achieved.

I know this post lacks pictures. However, I can assure you I will have no shortage of photos by the next time I alert you of a post, as we are heading down to the riverwalk in the evening hours. On Friday the Thirteenth. *facepalm*
But lets end this post with a list, as every other summer post will end with from here on out.

TOP TEN THINGS BROOKE IS LOOKING FORWARD TO....IN SUMMER!
1. The amazazingness of Pyro and Daniels gracing our Texan wilderness. Heaven help us all.
2. The Dark Knight. I mean, come on. What can equal it? Well....
3. ....actually, if the reviews were accurate, The Incredible Hulk. What a summer for film. Brings a tear to my eye. *sniffle* Its like 03 all over again.
4. Breaking Dawn. Yes, the final (most likely not, but its all I know so far.) installment in "Brooke's gay vampire love novels". I say, wait for the movie!!! IT WILL SHOW YOU ALL!!! MUAHA!!! (seriously, the movie is looking FAN-tastic.)
5. Writing the next great story of our time. I say this every summer. I figure, when it finally happens, the shock won't be nearly as horrifying for my sparse fandom.
6. Watching RERUNS!!! Because I can't stand this summer's lineup of reality tv, I watch old movies and shows instead. Mostly, this results in me being very sad that Moonlight got cancelled, and listening the the Axel Foley theme. A lot.
7. Being the Twilight Insider. Serving Bexar County and the Bellingham vicinity since 2008.
8. Looking up strange music. Some of which is in French. Good stuff, actually, though I still prefer German.
9. Slowly but surely teaching myself to play Clocks on the keyboard. This, even in addition to "Drops of Jupiter" and the riff at the end of "Epic" will most likely take me nowhere in life, but hey, its amusing while it lasts.
10. And last but not least, world domination.

Signing off for the day, I wish you all a black cat and at LEAST one broken mirror!
Brooke

A Quick Update.....

Hey everybody! To my Timberwolf Twilighters, scroll down for the latest info. Not incredibly up to date, but as for new stuff, it pretty much consists of the finished scene aired last night on MTV. Which was, I must say, amazing. Check it out here:

http://www.mtv.com/overdrive/?id=1588451&vid=237340

Now, for my personal goings-on, not too much lately! I recently was co-winner to the "Most Outstanding Field Event Participant" at the athletics awards assembly a couple days back. Not an entirely exciting affair, but definitely a good reason to get out of reviewing material I know only too well for the math exams. Yes, thats right: exams. And you know what that means.....

SCHOOL YEAR IS ALMOST OVER!!!

*cue confetti, balloons, pink floyd*

In retrospect, quite the year. I mean, I moved from Washington to Texas, from the Drury Inn to the Resident's Inn, from the Resident's Inn to the Monte Cristo Apartment complex, from the Monte Cristo to my house, and in between then, from Bush Middle to Tejeda! Needless to say, after all that moving, my legs hurt. *badadah-ching!* But nonetheless, it has been a year of interesting times and personal growth, not only for myself, but for the rest of the Nowakowski clan. And, as the myserious "they" keep telling me, someday I will look back on all this and laugh until my sides burst. Yes, well, okay. Personal opinion there. But nonetheless, 07-08- very good year. The team I was rooting for actually won the superbowl. Nobody graffitied my binder. I saw Phantom of the Opera. I discovered Twilight. I rediscovered my passion for obsessive fanhood. And more than anything else....



Need I say any more?

All's Fair in Love, War, and Twilight Theories

Goooood morning Vietnam!!! I come to you on the night before exams, when all through the house, everyone was watching TV, except for the eldest Nowakowski, who chooses to update her blog and fanfiction instead! Huzzah! Now, as I am halfway certain there are multiple people reading my blog- you have reached Brooke's site. Its me. Shocking, I know. But here is the TwiThought for the night:



We all see this picture, correctamundo? Now, hopefully by now we've all read the preface, along with that infamous quote:



"...when dawn breaks, an angel will fall."

Now, my personal Edward (brother, not bf, fyi) brought up an interesting theory today that has roots in Super Smash Bros and is quite confusing, so I will condense it. Basically, what if "fallen angel" means "evil", not "dead"? What if Edward, or another vampire that was goody-goody-gumdrops prior Breaking Dawn turns to the DARK SIDE!!!! *cue scary music*
Yeah, I know. "Don't jinx the luck" and all that, but seriously. Maybe he joins the Volturi under blackmail. Maybe he just kills at random. Who knows? But we have a HUGE hint through this picture. Who is it? Thats for you to decide. But in the meantime and in between time, you rock your thing and I'll rock mine, got it?
Have theories you want publicized? Send em to:
mradrz4evr@yahoo.com
Otherwise, SETHWARD FOREVER, and EXCELSIOR!!!
-MRADRZ4EVR

Its Raining Leaks, Hallelujah, its Raining Leaks!

As if my last post was not amazing enough, mradrz4evr has gone one step further in her pursuit to bring you the latest and greatest in Twilight news. For all non-Twilighters out there, my sincerest apologies. For those who got my email, scroll down for exclusive pics.

But it was a typical day in the world of moi, when I decided to go on my typical fifteen minute hunt for Breaking Dawn goodies. So I search a bit, and search a little bit more. And what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a webpage in Ukranian, and the first chapter, preface and quote of Breaking Dawn!!! Now, my blog has not been taken off the internet (yet....) but I haven't seen too many folks with this up yet, so please, be keepin it on the QT, got me? Now, without further ado....ENGAGEMENT!!!

FIRST CHAPTER OF BREAKING DAWN

(PS- thats the link, follow it)

Now, I do apologize for the grammatical errors- the girl is from Eastern Europe, give her a break. Don't believe this is legit? Take a look here:

http://twilighttheobsession.piczo.com/?g=33622656&cr=3

And what more can I say? EMAIL ME!!! What do you think of the quote, the preface, the writing itself? I don't know about you, but I am seriously hoping for a Potter-esque leaking of the data this time around. I know Twilight isn't nearly as high profile (yet) but if the fans have gone to these kind of lengths on the sneak peek....well, we can only imagine whats coming! Anyhooz, be emailing me with your reactions to this amazing new development. I remain humbly yours-
MRADRZ4EVR

LOOK.....AT.....THIS!!!!

What you are about to see may shock you. I suggest a paper bag?




Oh yes, *pats back*, I found the leaked cover AND the unreleased promo! Now, I have some in-depth things to say about this....and given the freewebs site is dead, I might as well say them here. Well, lets do this!

WHAT BROOKE HAS TO SAY:
Now, I have been theorizing Twilight for some months now, and so far the musings I have made with Meagan, Lauren, Meaghan-with-an-H, Emily, other Emily, Lindsay, Catherine, etc. have all become held with some renown. I am confident in my logistics here, but as things have shifted considerably with the release of this cover art, I must confide in all you blog-readers a summary of the conversation Pyro and I had last night. For your consideration:
- We have a chess game going on here. But here's the kicker: its at a stalemate. No party can win. *mystery....*
- Obviously there is a red pawn and a white queen. The vampire references are there. But this could mean numerous things for numerous people. Lets take the obvious- Bella. Two wildly different pieces that cannot reach one another. One red, one white. Perhaps a choice she cannot go back on? *wink, wink* Or a place she can never be? *nudge, nudge*
- And the promo. Take your breath away- how very cliche. NOT!!! They're tempting us into thinking it...I don't want to believe it for fear that it's fake, but oh, how very sweet it is!
- But last of all, I must bring to your attention some very interesting things- the Pyro conversation. You may have heard by now that Stephenie Meyer wrote Breaking Dawn with the inspiration of two different stories: "A Midsummer Night's Dream", and one more we've yet to see. I think I might know about number two. You see, Pyro was reading the summary on wikipedia, and found some very strange parallels. I have highlighted parts of great importance in my own hard copy of the plot (see wikipedia for the full version) and any decent twilighter needs to know about this.

Three interlocking plots, connected by a celebration of the wedding of Duke Theseus of Athens and the Amazonian queen Hippolyta, and set simultaneously in the woodland, and in the realm of Fairyland, under the light of the moon.
Hermia refuses to comply with her father Egeus's wish for her to marry his chosen man, Demetrius. In response, Egeus quotes before Theseus an ancient Athenian law whereby a daughter must marry the suitor chosen by her father, or else face death. Theseus does not want this young girl to die, and offers her another choice, lifelong chastity.
Hermia and her lover Lysander decide to elope by escaping through the forest at night. Hermia informs her best friend Helena, but Helena has recently been rejected by Demetrius and decides to win back his favour by revealing the plan to him. Demetrius, followed doggedly by Helena, chases Hermia. Hermia and Lysander, believing themselves safely out of reach, sleep in the woods.
Oberon, king of the fairies, and his queen, Titania, arrive in the forest outside Athens. Titania tells Oberon she plans to stay there until after attending Theseus and Hippolyta's wedding. Oberon and Titania are estranged because Titania refuses to give her Indian changeling to Oberon for use as his "knight" or "henchman," since the child's mother was one of Titania's worshippers.
Puck applies a magical juice from a flower called "love-in-idleness," (aka pansy) which makes the victim fall in love with the first living thing the person sees when they awaken. He instructs Puck to retrieve the flower, so that he can make Titania fall in love with some vile creature of the forest.
Having seen Demetrius act cruelly toward Helena, Oberon orders Puck to spread some of the elixir on the eyelids of the young Athenian man. Instead, Puck accidentally puts the juice on the eyes of Lysander, who then falls in love with Helena.
Due to Puck's errors, both lovers now fight over Helena instead of Hermia. Helena, however, is convinced that her two suitors are mocking her, as neither loved her originally. The four pursue and quarrel with each other most of the night, until they become so enraged that they seek a place to duel each other to the death to settle the quarrel. Oberon orders Puck to keep the lovers from catching up with one another in the forest and to re-charm Lysander for Hermia, to prevent them all from killing each other.
And one last detail...
The lovers decide that the night's events must have been a dream
----------------------------------------------------
Okay, a lot to digest, I know. But there is even more info I must get to the right people. Here is some other leaked info- judge validity for yourself- as we all know, nothing is set in stone. First, the potential "back o' the book" statements:

"As August 13th draws closer, Bella is more
sure than ever that she has made the right choice - {indecipherable}to spend eternity with Edward. But a new enemy stalks closer, seeking
to tear Bella and Edward apart forever, one
with ties to both Vampire and Werewolf.
Can the {indecipherable} treaty between the two hold?
Or will the new threat force both sides to settle their blood feud once and for all?
Because when the dawn breaks, an angel will fall…
Following the international bestsellers Twilight,
New Moon and Eclipse, Breaking Dawn, the
final book in the Twilight saga, promises to
take your breath away."
Again with the breath awayishness. This makes it much easier to believe. But now, a leaked preface that has gotten around quite a bit on the forums and boards.
"I'd had more than my fair share of near-death experiences; it wasn't something you ever really got used to.
It seemed oddly inevitable, though, facing death again.
Like I really was marked for disaster. I'd escaped time and time again, but it kept coming back to me. Still, this time was so different from the others. You could run from something you feared, you could try to fight something you hated. All my reactions were geared toward those kinds of killers- the monsters, the enemies. When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options.
How could you run, how could you fight..."

And thats all for now, folks! While I try to track down the fabled first chapter of Breaking Dawn (some have read it, no one can find it), please email me with any personal theories that I might address in my recently begun Theorem of Breaking Dawn. Love you all, and twilighters EXCELSIOR!!!

Pictures of Importance.

*sigh* Wow, is this a landslide of unwarranted updating or what? In case you haven't noticed, I pretty much abandoned ship on the freewebs site, because the picture uploading system irritated me. However, that means you will still be getting the occasional Twilight-themed post- if it is of great importance. And lemme say right now, there is some awesome stuff coming!
Right here we have pictures of my school's recent musical, in which I was cast as a storyteller- think narrator, more singing and dancing. Also included are pictures of me hugging my beloved dolphin, Tony Stark, and enjoying life with highlights. Hope YOU enjoy it as well, and comment while you can! Thanx