Damn I like. Forgot I blogged or something. Anyways.
I am back in school for my music degree! Exciting for everyone, I know.
I must say though, this semester is going to be really weird. I am taking a childrens literature class, and we have just finished discussing the REAL Little Red Riding Hood. Reading the real one has totally ruined my childhood as far as this fairy tale, and soon to be more. Ha. If you havent ever read the original, you should.
Basically, it portrays this little naive girl going to her grandmas house and being tricked by a wolf on her way. The wolf eats most of the grandma and puts the rest of her skin in the pantry, and her blood in a glass. When she gets to the house the wolf tells her to go eat the food and drink the wine from the pantry. She does, and then a cat appears and tell her shes a whore for drinking her grandmothers blood. The wolf then tells her to take off all her clothes and burn them in the fire and climb into bed with him. Then all the “oh big arms” stuff, and she gets eaten as well.
Well, we were discussing this in class and some weird girl brings up the “history” of vampires and how they have to ask permission before the come inside and bring all their evil. Oh really? This has to do with the fairy tale how? Oh thats right. It doesnt. STFU.
Another update. I quit taking my paxil cold turkey because I was reading so much on it and I was sick of taking medications. I have been 2 1/2 weeks paxil free and my withdrawel symptoms are almost gone. Now I just get nausias really easily, but even that has subsided. I seriously thought I was going to die last week. I had the “paxil flu” which they have unofficially termed. That was actually the worst of it, except for random acts of bawling. At least I didn’t get “brain zaps”, a seizure, die, or end up in the hospital. You can look up all the fun paxil stuff online if you are curious as to what I went through, because honestly, it seems totally ridiculous.
I will FINALLY be getting my student loan check in “6 to 10 business days”. Its about fucking time! Luckily the book I needed right away was only like $29 which was pretty amazing. I got lucky for sure. But when I do get my check, I’m getting a new laptop and a blackberry. Because I can.
Tonight I’m stoked on going to this guys house with Kyle we are friends with. He is from Latvia, and is seriously the funniest person I have ever met.
Like all my friends from elementry school and middle school are pregnant and having babies. Some without knowing who the baby daddy is. Thats sad to me. The baby daddy part. But I’m happy for them.
This post is getting pretty long and I doubt anyone is even going to read half of it so I’m gonna go ahead and stop ranting.
ADD ME ON TWITTER. Although I still don’t really understand what it is? My name is Melinda Houser. I don’t care about giving that off on the internet. My credit is horrible. So if anyone feels like taking it, you can go ahead as long as you try to improve my score.
PEACE!

I am writing a modern day fairy tale.
I need help getting my writing critiqued, looked over, etc. I need comments on this badly. This is only like, a 2nd draft so bare with me.I got the idea from the book CHOKE by Chuck Palahniuk. I recommend you read it!
Victor: A Fairy Tale
Once upon a time there was a boy named Victor who lived with his unstable, unstoppable mother in the depths of the inner city. At the age of seven, Victor spent his free time daydreaming about picnics at the park, and days spent at the playground swinging with his mother, like any normal child. Living in a home filled with anxiety and isolation, Victor is suffocating. His mothers obsession with the corruption of society drives her to demand a life of anarchy and liberation, with his full participation and knowledge of this broken world.
One day while staring outside his window watching all the children play, he was interupted by a large crash coming from his closet. Victor got up and walked over, not knowing what to expect, opens the closet door to find a clumspy, lonely little troll! Starteled, Victor slammed the door shut with a bang. Feeling a little sorry for the troll, he decides to slowly open the door back up, and take a peek inside. “Hello Victor!” Proclaimed the troll, “My name is Bibs, glad to meet you!” A little schocked and not knowing how to reply, Victor shyly takes a peak around his bedroom, just to make sure he wasn’t imagining. Excitement and curiosity start to fill his mind, at the thought of a potential friend. Victors first friend! “Did my mother send you to keep an eye on me?” Victor asks, unable to imagine someone coming to be with him. “Why of course not!” said the troll, “I am here for you! I want to be your friend, and I am here to fulfill your imagination! All I want is great things for you!” Victor smiled large. For the first time in his life he was happy. A happy young boy.
This began an amazing journey of friendship, self-discovery, and reinventing a missed childhood, to discover the joys of youth. The troll stayed with Victor for many years, playing together and enjoying each others company. But best of all, it was a time to escape the demands of a miserable, unhappy mother, and just be a kid.
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