Today, something came over me to go check the Poptropica Help Blog chatroom. For what reason? I’m not sure myself, but I found my old middle school asylum dead, moved & hardly recognizable. I remember being so into WordPress, blogging, all things online and expressing myself through a QWERTY keyboard. But time really is crazy, and it scares me how easy it is for our brains to dispose what once was everything to us.

Since putting in my two weeks in the Poptropica WordPress universe under the logic of “I’m about to be in high school and I’m getting too old,” I’ve took up other ways of conveying a persona. Twitter became my favorite app, I started writing poetry and I even made a mixtape as a Soundcloud rapper. I made new online friends, as it was probably inevitable, and pushed my old interests to the back of my mind. I now like to go to the gym, run track, read, write (still), paint and vlog from time to time.

But now being a senior in high school with a semester left until I venture into adulthood, I’m nostalgic. I noticed more and more a decline of interest in drawing, online gaming, the internet, and everything else I occupied my time with in my tween years. It’s all apart of growth, sure, but I feel like once I left this behind, I left a part of me behind. A part of me that paved way for me right now. A part of me that right now I wish was still familiar. I have the same passion and creativity that manifests themselves in other forms, but I lack the affinity of what I had potential in — all because I was bored and impulsively decided that I was too old and it was time for me to change.

I could blame my fear of labels, being predictable and stagnant until veins pop out my neck, but that only proves my point that I did this for the potential of how others could view me instead of the potential of a new version of myself. I see there are authors in this blog that are now in college, I see Hijuyo is the only author I recognize over at PHB, and I see that my bio here has not been updated since I was 12. I’m now 17, going to be 18 in April.

I grew up online, and purposely left a gap that I feel is missing but is filled with real life experience and introspection. Instead of being up on chatrooms at 3 in the morning, I talk to myself and reflect (or tweet). And truly, I’ll never know how my teenage years would’ve panned out had I stayed in this universe. I sacrificed growing and bartering information with those my age through the magic of the internet to being the only one surrounded by the stubborn. It wasn’t worth it, but I feel that I said enough and there is nothing I can do to change time and it’s honestly too late.

In short, I’m thankful for this community for, not being apart, but for BEING my tweenage years when I was asocial, chubby and, regretfully, had a liking for One Direction. I’m not MonkeyTacoz anymore, and the real world sucks. Being on the laptop all day is much, much better. It’s nice to see authors keeping this blog alive. I love to see growth and people my age being creative and unapologetically themselves (one thing I wish I was consistent at). Not everyone in the world will or can understand us, so don’t learn to hate what you love to do. Happy new years, everyone. 🙂



Overconfidence vs. Incompetence

Hey WTR,

Here’s a little word of advice:

Don’t overestimate your own technical skill, especially when dealing with complicated components of a computer.

Earlier this week I decided I wanted to swap out the hard drive in my computer for a larger one I had in my laptop. Sounds simple, right? Normally the process of swapping out a hard drive involves backing it up, cleaning it out, then simply bringing in the new drive. My computer, however, had its own idea of what that process should be.

As I started rummaging through the drive to try to find what was worth keeping, I found a rather peculiar folder labelled “Music.” However, when I tried to open it, a big error message popped up.


That was odd. I was the only administrator on my computer, so there was nothing that should have been restricted from my view… right? I generally consider myself technologically adept, so as my brain whirred trying to comprehend this enigma, an idea happened upon me. I pulled up the command prompt and tried to delete the files from there.


So the system wasn’t allowing itself to delete these mystery files. At this point I was hooked. Instead of my brain thinking, “Should I continue?” my brain was set on “How can I beat this?” I was ready for a challenge. I started the process of moving everything but these files off of my hard drive. As the slowly moving progress bar inched forward, I was plotting my next move. I could not let my hard drive be the victor in this scenario. And maybe my plan was drastic. BUT IT WOULD BE WORTH IT!

I completely wiped my hard drive just to delete what I later found to be a few Spotify files. Luckily for me there was nothing important I hadn’t already backed up, but it was a huge inconvenience nevertheless.

If only this were the only problem…

So I thought I was ready to replace the drive. I pulled up Windows’ handy dandy Drive Manager, and started deleting all the partitions on this particular drive. Lo and behold, there appeared unto me a partition that could not be deleted. So I looked, and verily, I beheld that this particular partition was reserved for use by the Windows system. But I wasn’t ready to give up yet. So I pulled up the trusty command prompt once again, and tried OVER AND OVER using all the method I knew to get rid of this particular partition.

So I decided on an alternative plan of action. I opened up my computer (Did I mention that I built this computer) and unplugged the hard drive. I pushed the power button and…


My computer refused to start unless this drive was installed and active. So I installed a program that could actually look at hidden files that only the system recognize, and this gave me answers. Installed on my drive was the Windows Bootloader- the component of the system that tells the computer how to start. So I started researching how to move the Windows Bootloader to the actual boot drive, and it appeared to be a fairly simple process. I installed the program to do so, ran it, then pulled out my hard drive, and the computer still refused to boot. Even after I plugged the drive back in it still stubbornly refused to cooperate.

So here I am now, typing up this post while my computer copies the contents of the boot drive to an external hard drive. I’m running Linux off of a flash drive, and while that’s a cool concept, I need to be actually getting things done right now.

So that’s pretty much my entire story. TOPIC SWITCH! Remember how I said I was going to try to post once a week for the rest of the school year? No? Well, I did. Just in case you were wondering. And even though I’ve already failed so far, I plan on keeping up with it to the best of my ability.

That is all.

Big Project Update

Quick update on the film I’ve been working on for like ever now.

The Pursuit of Grace

Hey everyone!

It’s been a long time since I’ve talked about the current state of the Pursuit of Grace, and a lot has changed since the last post.

First of all, the most important news.

We didn’t win the BJU film competition.

And yes, I’m pretty disappointed with the results. It’s easy to become so very focused on winning the competition; my focus needs to be on why I’m even making this film- I want to glorify God in what I do. This is just a way to prove that I actually believe that.

Now the important question-

Where’s the film?

I’m going to give the famous cop-out answer- it’s coming when it’s done.

And I know that I submitted a version to the competition already. However, I got some very valuable feedback from the judges of the competition. I’m trying to make the Director’s Cut the very best it…

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How is the COLLEGE SEARCH going for all y’all who are on it?? i hope everything is going well!

Halloween hit… and it hit hard. I had 4 costumes (see ’em here!), participated in a 10PM-10AM shoot in a comic store, and saw an advanced screening of Trolls! (I really enjoyed it!)

Also corgi beach day. MY FAVORITE!

Anyway, story-wise, I’ve actually started trying to think of stuff for my Thesis film! Here’s just a couple bullet points, let me know what you guys think/like best!

-Fire girl?
Story about a girl who’s got fire powers and an explosive temper. about learning to control yourself and be responsible for your own actions.

-The Six Swans
That fairy tale where the girl’s brothers get cursed and she has to knit them sweaters. Maybe with sisters instead of brothers to personalize it. i dunno i just like that story!

an hour long video of my roommate solving puzzles

These are the 2 things I know I want:


-a girl with really long flowy hair

What are some stories y’all have been cooking up?


I wrote this post Wednesday when I was pretty down about schtuff.

I’m posting it now because this week has been so crazy.



I know it’s been a long time since I last posted, but that’s just how life goes.

And life’s certainly going. Junior year is crazy busy! So many things that require my attention, and all of them are super important.

Today has not been a good day. I took the PSAT this morning, hoping to be able to make it into the National Merit (words) and get that sweet scholarship money, but I felt like I bombed it. And it sucks, because I’ve spent quite a bit of time practicing for it. And the part that’s killing me is that I won’t be able to see my score for like a month.

And I had another important test that afternoon. I’m taking an online college algebra class for dual-credit, and I had a test that I had to get done. And I got a 70% after feeling pretty sure about all of my answers, so yeah…

And on that note, my video project is also going kinda meh. The first premiere is next Thursday, so I was hoping to get everything done before this weekend, but now there’s no way that will happening. I’m working on color grading my shots right now, which is the process of bring out certain colors to make the film look at good as it can. And right now, that’s not that good.

As I’m sitting here being down about basically everything in my life, I’m thinking, “Dangit Grant, why are you being so hard on yourself?”

And I really think I know the answer. I have ridiculous expectations for myself that I know I can’t meet, but judge myself against these ridiculous standards. I gave it my all for these projects. I worked hard for my PSAT, so now I trust God for the result, whatever it may be. I raised $665 for my film project from people that wanted to help me become a better filmmaker. I saw the process from conception of the idea to execution of the idea. And I worked crazy hard for it.

So now I’m blogging about it. Simply because I want to share it with anyone who cares.

I think this is something I’m going to do now. I want to write blog posts that aren’t super polished or super creative on a more consistent basis. I want to share simply to do the act of sharing. And at least in my head, that’s what Where Thunder Roars is for.

Anyone remember Postaday2011? I’m thinking of doing something similar, at least for a personal goal. I want to put out a blog post at least once a week until the end of this school year. I’m not going to set a topic goal or anything, I just want to write.

That is all.

The Importance of Beginner’s Mistakes

And my film isn’t what I wanted it to be, but I learned things.


The Pursuit of Grace

Hey everyone,

Normally when I sit and try to write a Pursuit of Grace blog post, I attempt to make it as formal as possible. I try to do some research and sound educated while discussing my experiences. I want to leave a good impression when talking about this project. But sometimes that can seem fake, like I’m trying to be something I’m not.

I’ve fought so hard to make sure the Pursuit of Grace wasn’t just another amateur film by someone who didn’t know what they were doing. I was sure I wouldn’t make all the mistakes beginners normally do. I watched so many videos about mistakes others had made, hoping I could eliminate them. I worked crazy hard on my script. I thought I had my shooting week planned out fairly well, until it whooshed by.

Behind my mask of faux professionalism, I was clueless.

I wrote long…

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