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\\ sad \\

thinking :: too many sad thoughts.
"what do girls look for in guys?" :: um, how am I supposed to know? o.O
today is the last day of November :: WHAT?!?!? ALREADY?! ~(>_<)~
Missing this girl :: I know I say this like every time but I can't help it. o⌢o

// happy //

finally listening to the song that has the same title as my blog :: it was...beautiful. <3
spending thanksgiving with my aunt and her family :: I'm back Chicago! \(o-o)/
UNO :: I love this game. >.<
One Direction :: There new album came out the other day and I am just...*DEAD*.
Having this girl in my life :: UGH, I LOVE YOU!


thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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What are you thankful for?

A small list of the things I am truly, madly, (and) deeply thankful for:

*in no specific order*
  1. Life--the capability to breathe.
  2. The needs I have--the roof over my head, my loving family, food piled high on my plate.
  3. My friends--you, my fabulous reader, I am thankful for.
  4. Words--sometimes they are the only thing I can turn to.
  5. One Direction--...they make me happy.
  6. Books--oh those beautiful escape routes.
  7. Past experiences--though they haven't all been pleasant, those experiences have made me who I am today.
  8. Music--another escape.
  9. Purpose--I'm still looking for it. But when I find it, I know I'll be thankful for it.
  10. Tumblr--Tumblr knows what's happenin'.
  11. Those songs that explain my current situation--the lyrics seem to tend my wounds.
  12. Car rides with the windows down--and when I have sunglasses on...I feel like I'm in a music video.
  13. Surgery--because without it, my dad wouldn't be here.
  14. Josh Hutcherson--his face is beautiful. And so are his words.
  15. Movies--with popcorn, blankets, and the sun well below the horizon. The whole shebang.
  16. Limitations--I can't really explain this one.
  17. "Pedophilic texters"--I can't explain this one either.
  18. Singing (off key)--because singing helps too.
  19. Dancing in the kitchen--sway those hips.
  20. "You're not alone."--...I'm not?
  21. Television--it's quite a blessing.
  22. Memories--the good and the bad.
  23. Slipping back and realizing I'm really ahead--this is...non-explainable too.
  24. Laughter--it's always great when someone else's laughter is ringing in your ears.
  25. Mackenzie--because without you, I know I wouldn't be where I am today.

Thank you for reading. <3

Merry Thanksgiving.

xoxo,
Rose

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Open Your Eyes || A Note

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Open your eyes, look within.
Are you satisfied with the life you're living?
Bob Marley 




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Hello my dear readers! Just as a little note I'd like you to know I won't be able to answer any emails, comments, and such over Thanksgiving because my family and I are going up to Chicago to spend the holiday with my Aunt and her family! :) I'm rather excited and I can't wait to see them again. >.< So, please forgive me if you've sent me an email and I don't reply as soon as you'd like. I'll be back soon my friends!

Have a Merry Thanksgiving (heheh, *nudges Kenz* o-o)!


thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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Missed Anniversary

So guess who missed their blog anniversary?

This girl did! \(>_<)/

Not cool Rose. Not cool.

*clears throat* So, a year ago on the 19th of November, I came up with the idea to start A Dancer's Pointe (which most of you know was the original name for this blog), as a side blog to my first blog evah, Loving Your American Girl Doll. At the time when ADP was created, dance was my everything but now... writing is my everything. >.<

I can't believe after little over a year I have 78 followers, 16,631 pageviews, 245 published posts and 1155 comments (and half of them I never replied to :-[ ).

You guys have blessed me so much with your words of encouragement and friendly enthusiasm. I wouldn't be here without any of you. So...thank you. Those two little words are all I have to offer you but I mean it. I honestly cannot thank you guys enough for all that you've done. You guys are dah best. :}

thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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moments [22]

\\ sad \\


1D Day :: My small substance is insignificant in this big event.
Wanting :: I want but I don't receive.
Editing :: So close, yet so far.
Society's judgement and standards :: It's so...sick.
I miss you. :: *sighs*


\\ happy \\


"We're so Paris when we kiss" :: Gosh I love that lyric. o-o
The holidays are coming HERE :: Wait, slow down, I'm not ready yet!
When something you work to create turns out beautiful. :: Oh, how I love those moments.
Pinterest :: Words. Jennifer Lawrence. Inspiration. It's all there.
"softer than your toilet paper roll" :: That's Kenz for yah. O-O


thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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Allegiant Quote



^^^ There she is guys. Veronica Roth. Does she know what she's done to us me?


“I fell in love with him. But I don't just stay with him by default as if there's no one else available to me. I stay with him because I choose to, every day that I wake up, every day that we fight or lie to each other or disappoint each other. I choose him over and over again, and he chooses me.” 
― Veronica RothAllegiant





thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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Dreams

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As a child, my dreams were big.

I'll be famous.
I'll be rich.
I'll be a dancer.
I'll know who I am.
I'll have hoards of fans.
I won't be afraid.

Well, here I am.

A girl, of the age fifteen, going on sixteen.
I'm not famous.
Not rich.
I'm not a dancer.
I don't know who I am anymore.
I don't have hoards of fans.
And I'm still afraid.

So I've come to ask;
Where did the time go?
Where did my dreams go?
Have my chances and possibilities diminished?

Will I ever be able to follow my dreams?

+ + +

Lately I've realized that, I truly have lost hope--for my dreams. I had thought, I didn't have dreams anymore. But then I realized, I'm dreaming everyday. Every time I sit down to write, I'm hoping to touch someone--or at least get my feelings out. When I write, I want to help someone. I want to help myself. I want people to read my words and hear what I have to say. Because I have a hard time getting my opinion out verbally. I'm afraid of what people will think, yah know? So I use my computer as a sort of mask, to hide myself. But that's a different story.

My dreams...they haven't diminished. Sure, they may not be as big and bold but they're there. And someday they'll come to life because without realizing it, every day I take one step closer to my goals (and sometimes two steps back to double check the big picture).

What are your dreams?

thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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moments [21]

// happy //


creating a blog with this girly :: it still needs a lot of work so you'll have to wait for the link o_o
I already have 20,000 words for book 2 :: BAM, WHAT?! \(>.<)/
CHRISTMAS FEELZ :: ASDFGHJKL; I CAN'T WAIT.
THIS GIRL :: okay, seriously, what did I do to deserve you?

\\ sad \\


editing :: why did I have to write so many ugly words?
school :: Lord help me.
feelings/emotions :: *le sigh*
not knowing what to say :: does anyone else know what this is like?
missing this girl :: ...I really need your hug right now.


thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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THAT feeling.

THAT feeling.

You've experience it before, eh?

That feeling of disappointment.

Dread.

Like you aren't good enough.

As if your efforts weren't worth it.

You tried.

They turned.

You cried.

They sought.

And in the end they found someone better.

Someone who could fulfill their needs.

It...

...hurts.

It really does.

I'm sorry I wasn't good enough for you.

I'm sorry I couldn't give you what you needed.

I'm sorry.

But you didn't need to give me THIS feeling.


I'm trapped within my emotions. || Why did it have to work out this way?

thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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Zarek -- [Fictional] Character

Zarek! >.< [ © ]
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Zarek.
Silent.
Steady.
Different.

* * *

Alright guys, say hello to one of my favorite self-made characters, Zarek. *waves* Hey Zarek! Now, Zarek here is the semi-star of one of my current-yet-not-current story/book in the process...project. o-o I shan't share with you the name because 1. I love it so much. 2. I like torturing my readers (sorreh). And 3. I don't even know what it means yet. So, hang in there guys. >.<

Anyways, I wanted to share with you my character because...I am seriously so dry on creativity right now that I am sharing with you something from on of my previous creative endeavors. <-- I don't even know if I used this word right but it sounds cool. :} *clears throat* So, um, yeah. Here is a little snippet of Zarek in action.

Note: This is a writing a progress, so it's rough. And also, all these words are mine and mine alone and if I see them reproduced anywhere I will probably explode and cry... Just so you know, you should not make Rose explode and/or cry. Bad things will happen. O_O

Excerpt from...Rose's story:

(Another note: This is written in first person, in the POV of a girl name Seraphina. If you'd like to read more about her, and more of my story, go HERE.)

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Gavin leads us into a large stone room full of bustling, chatting people. They wait in line at a counter, sit at tables, talking in hushed whispers as they lean over their food. I get a few glances as step in, but when Zarek walks in behind me, the room seems to go silent. Wide eyes weighed not only on me, but Zarek, as we’re both frozen in the doorway. I wonder if it’s just me. If I’m imagining it, or if maybe they don’t get visitors that often. I manage to shuffle to the side, watching the eyes drift away and stay locked on their real target.

“Zarek,” I state in a low tone. The eyes lock on me, but all I see are his. Their wide and pleading, sorrowful and searching. “Come on.” I gesture toward the line, and he steps toward me. I force a smile, continuing to coax him toward me. As he walks the chatter begins to pick up again, and everyone seems to forget that the white-haired boy with dark eyes even exists.

Zarek grunts, nodding his head toward Gavin. Their eyes connect and Zarek makes more hand motions.

“Thank you.” Gavin states and I turn toward him. He keeps his gaze locked on Zarek’s moving hand. “For helping me—him.”

“Oh, you’re welcome.” I look between them both. “Both of you are.”

Zarek gives me a small grin, his teeth peeking out between his lips. “Come on, let’s get some food!” Gavin calls back to us, picking up a tray. Zarek gestures his hand, the grin still in place, and I move forward to pick up a tray.

+++

Well, that's 275 words for yah.

Here are some questions to rock your brain:

Who is this Gavin dude?

Why is everyone staring at Zarek?

What's with the grunting? o.O

So, uh, what do yah think? ...yeah, I thought it was boring too. But I can't give you everything I've written or it'll spoil the whole story! \(o-o)/ And nobody likes spoilers...

Alright, well, that's it for now! Thanks for reading this.
I hope you have a blessed day. :)
xoxo,
Rose

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Allegiant || No spoilers just...sadness.

*We interrupt today's usual scheduled program so that Rose may sob/rant/express herself to you, her diligent reader. Beware of what lies ahead.*

You know a book is great when your heart is ripped out and then fed to you--in the sense that only a true fangirl/lover of the book(s), who has really connected with the author, can feel and experience. I often wonder why I do this to myself. Why do I make myself feel these drastic and catastrophic emotions? I mean, I am constantly reading these beautiful, extraordinary words that consume my soul and have this power to break me apart and drown me in my own depression.

Sometimes I tell myself it's pointless. The emotional experience attached to this epic journey is just not worth what it does to me. But I keep doing it. Because even though there are all these bad times, all these negative experiences that make me want to turn away, and not look back, I keep doing it.

I keep doing it and I'd say it's worth it in the end.

* * *

So, uh, as you can see, I am in one of those depressed/inspired moods. I finished Allegiant and let me just tell you; it's brutal. Toward the end tissues are a necessity. I'm a not crier--or at least I tell myself that--and I definitely shed a few tears.

I had a theory with this book. My theory proved to be correct and... *sigh/huff/sob* I just hate it when I'm right! Curse my magnificent mind that sees the future! <-- Okay Rose, let's not get ahead of ourselves. o.O

Anyway, um...yeah, Allegiant is bad/good/sad/happy/horrible/amazing. I definitely recommend you read the Divergent trilogy. The pain is well worth it my friends. Trust me.

Gosh, I just don't know what else to say. Oh! I know; if any of you feel comfortable, please send me comfort hug in the comment box below. Rosie needs all the comfort she can get. o-o

Now, if you would please excuse me. I need to go find Kenz, so that she may hold me while I sob into her shirt.

"Be brave."

thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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What does the fox say? || what has our world come to?


Ylvis - What Does the Fox Say?

 So, uh...
My dad just recently discovered this and I had to share.
I know, I'm totes behind but...
Come on.
Watch it (again).
And laugh with me.
Please.
 

thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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I'm...



I'm different.

Coloring.
Expressing.
Turning [away].
Concerning.

I'm waiting.

Listening.
Praying.
Breathing.
Moving.

I'm trying.

Comparing.
Convincing.
Wondering.
Confusing.

I want to be me.

But...

I'm still trying to figure out who I am.


thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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moments [20]

// happy //

what does the fox say? :: #dyingoflaughter
Story Of My Life :: It has played over 1000 times. In my house. Alone. O_O
Catching Fire :: ...IT'S COMING GUYS!
having 20 "Moments" :: I don't know why but this makes me happy. :)
discovering something ah-mazing :: mkay, so, I just figured out if you spell something wrong and it has that red squiggly line under it, right click it and there's like a little list of proper spellings. O-O...why didn't I discover this sooner?!
KNOWING THIS GIRL BECAUSE SHE'S JUST SO FLIPPING AMAZING AND I LOVE HER AND YOU ALL SHOULD KNOW SHE EXISTS AND SHE NEEDS TO KNOW I. LOVE. HER. MORE. :: <-- hehehe. beat that Kenz. ;)


\\ sad \\

school :: it all seems so...pointless.
NaNoWriMo :: mkay, I seriously doubt this is going to happen. #waitingpatiently o-o
writing :: I'm totes excited to get started on my second book that I have completely forgotten that my first book is 1. Not even published yet. and 2. Needs tons more editing work...
depression :: UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH.
MISSING THIS GIRL :: *sniffles* It has been over eight weeks since I've seen your flawless face. :'(

thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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wrongness



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The wrongness.

The wrongness of it all.
The situation.
The gestures.
The expressions.
It's wrong.

Something is wrong.
Maybe I'm wrong.
I'm usually wrong.
I'm always wrong.
I am wrong.

I can't be.
But I am.

I can't be.
But I am.


thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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Who am I? #29

don't forget to smile

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staying up all night to finish a good book


thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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My stars...



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“My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.”
―John Green [a.k.a.; the man who tore my heart out]

xx Nicole Rose

R O A D S

quince with sugar

There are the open roads.
And there are the paths.

Isn't it hard,
to choose
the one you
need to travel upon?


thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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moments [19]

// happy //


living :: don't you just love being alive?
swinging :: swings are my thang. o-o
new blog design :: ...I wuv it so much. <3_<3
One Direction :: I-I can't...like...OMG.
Catching Fire commercials :: IT'S COMING GUYS. O_O
Altered by Gennifer Albin :: ASDFGHJKL; *DIES*

\\ sad \\


"pedohilic infatuation" :: um...I seriously cannot explain to you how this happened. O-O
no inspiration :: for my blogging. :-/
flirting :: dude. I'm sorry. but it's pointless. get over yourself. -.-
One Direction :: ...they don't know that I exist...YET. o_O
NaNoWriMo :: UGH. HOW DID IT GET HERE SO FAST? -_-

thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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November

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November means more school.

November means NaNoWriMo! [I'M NOT READY YET! >_<]

November means Catching Fire. [ ... *SOBS* ... ]

November means Thanksgiving! [ Chicago, here I come! ]

November means The Trap comes out! [ #FANGIRLINGBECAUSEGENEISBACK! ]

November means cold-er weather.

November means [more] sweaters and sweatshirts.

What does November mean to you?

thanks for reading. <3
xoxo,
Rose

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