Oh, Ashlota. How you make me jijjle. You are so full of life and tissue and organs and bodily fluids! Goodness, you are lovely!
See, Ashley, you can write anything in a blog! I mean, look at what I wrote above. Completely psycho. But you know me, you know that's just how I show my love for thee, my friend with the prettiest straight hair that gets puffy sometimes!
Oh, btw, 4-DAY-WEEKEND FTW!!!!
*rock*
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Spuffy Vahla Ha'nesh
So I just joined this awesome forum called the Buffy Boards. Finally, people I can talk to about Buffy without severely annoying them! Yusss!!!
Here's the link:
http://www.buffy-boards.com/index.php?referrerid=10255
It's quite lovely.
I like playing Old Fashioned Morphine on my uke lately. It's just full of memories of just laying around with my sister.
Decided to grow out my nails. Just the fingers, not the toes! Hahahaha..... *aaaaand fade*
aaaaaand you're done!
Here's the link:
http://www.buffy-boards.com/index.php?referrerid=10255
It's quite lovely.
I like playing Old Fashioned Morphine on my uke lately. It's just full of memories of just laying around with my sister.
Decided to grow out my nails. Just the fingers, not the toes! Hahahaha..... *aaaaand fade*
aaaaaand you're done!
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Fake Plastic Trees
So I went to pick up my package from FedEx. It didn't take too long. And honestly, it was worth waiting an extra couple of days because the guy who dropped my package on the counter and took my signature was unbelievably hot! I so kept my composure though. You know, because I'm stupid and think that now showing my interest in a person is the RIGHT thing to do. Ah well. Very excited when I opened my package in my car (still parked in the lot) and found that the makeup was all intact. As I drove away from the pick-up center, I realized that I was kinda close to my old house. Well, I was on the right avenue. I decided to visit my old house and school.
I've done this before, but I had never gotten out of the car. It was always a drive-by. I parked the car across from my house and went up just to the short little wall we had put up a year or so before we moved. I smiled when I saw the smashed in corner where the mailbox was. Tricia ran into it with The Boat just after she learned to drive. I saw the tree I used to climb next door. It was the best climbing tree even though it wasn't very tall. I also remembered the spot where I accidentally ran my bike into the man across the street's yard and he came a-hollering at me the moment I did. I had only just learned to ride (Suzanne taught me I think... or Evelyn...). Next door to us, there was a backyard some neighbor kids and I used to sneak into because nobody lived there. We attempted to make a club house in their rotten old tree back there using some broken pieces of a wooden fence and the rusty bent up nails that were sometimes poking out of them. We used rocks to hammer them into the bark. I walked down the street, which felt odd because I suddenly felt very tall. Over the last seven years, when I would visualize that street, I undoubtedly took the point of view that I had back then, which was oh, 5'4"? Maybe even less! And of course, I walked over to where I was bit by that pit bull. Also, I checked out the house that I ran into afterward, Suzanne's house. It looks the same mostly. I have no idea if that family still lives there or not.
Next, I got back in my car, and drove on over to my old elementary school. The gates were chained up, and I didn't much feel like hopping the fence. I'm chicken shit like that. I think I might go back when school's back in session so that I might slip in there and check out some of my old tromping ground. Then I can reminisce about when Bradley punched me in the stomach, where Hector almost choked Megan, but I, being the bad-ass I was in 4th grade, saved her life, and also the sand pit where the infamous ripping of the shorts took place that fine chilly morning.
Well, it's off to bed for me. Tomorrow, Ashley and Bethany are supposed to come over. That is, if they still are able to and if Carole doesn't find out. Last time she found out that I had invited Ashley over, she flipped a biscuit and told me absolutely not. Well, we have a nice house, which I recently cleaned myself thank you very much, and my friends have hardly ever been over these past 3 or 4 years. She needs to back the fuck off. Anyway, that's definitely all for now. Wish me luck in my endeavors tomorrow!
I've done this before, but I had never gotten out of the car. It was always a drive-by. I parked the car across from my house and went up just to the short little wall we had put up a year or so before we moved. I smiled when I saw the smashed in corner where the mailbox was. Tricia ran into it with The Boat just after she learned to drive. I saw the tree I used to climb next door. It was the best climbing tree even though it wasn't very tall. I also remembered the spot where I accidentally ran my bike into the man across the street's yard and he came a-hollering at me the moment I did. I had only just learned to ride (Suzanne taught me I think... or Evelyn...). Next door to us, there was a backyard some neighbor kids and I used to sneak into because nobody lived there. We attempted to make a club house in their rotten old tree back there using some broken pieces of a wooden fence and the rusty bent up nails that were sometimes poking out of them. We used rocks to hammer them into the bark. I walked down the street, which felt odd because I suddenly felt very tall. Over the last seven years, when I would visualize that street, I undoubtedly took the point of view that I had back then, which was oh, 5'4"? Maybe even less! And of course, I walked over to where I was bit by that pit bull. Also, I checked out the house that I ran into afterward, Suzanne's house. It looks the same mostly. I have no idea if that family still lives there or not.
Next, I got back in my car, and drove on over to my old elementary school. The gates were chained up, and I didn't much feel like hopping the fence. I'm chicken shit like that. I think I might go back when school's back in session so that I might slip in there and check out some of my old tromping ground. Then I can reminisce about when Bradley punched me in the stomach, where Hector almost choked Megan, but I, being the bad-ass I was in 4th grade, saved her life, and also the sand pit where the infamous ripping of the shorts took place that fine chilly morning.
Well, it's off to bed for me. Tomorrow, Ashley and Bethany are supposed to come over. That is, if they still are able to and if Carole doesn't find out. Last time she found out that I had invited Ashley over, she flipped a biscuit and told me absolutely not. Well, we have a nice house, which I recently cleaned myself thank you very much, and my friends have hardly ever been over these past 3 or 4 years. She needs to back the fuck off. Anyway, that's definitely all for now. Wish me luck in my endeavors tomorrow!
Pre-Trip
Quickie post right now. I will write another later today. I'm just about to leave to pick up a package at some FedEx location that's an ungodly distance away from my house. Why am I picking it up? Well, I called FedEx today and told them about my problem. They had it down in their system that the address was wrong. She read the address back to me, and I said, actually, that's the correct address. Oops. Yeah. Oops.
The lady said she could tell the people there that the address was correct, but I asked if it was ok if I just picked it up myself. She said, sure and gave me the address. Jesus! All the way out there? Alright. Better to drive 10 miles and get it today rather than wait another two days for them to maybe get it right this time.
I'll let you know what happens when I get back from this fun little excursion.
The lady said she could tell the people there that the address was correct, but I asked if it was ok if I just picked it up myself. She said, sure and gave me the address. Jesus! All the way out there? Alright. Better to drive 10 miles and get it today rather than wait another two days for them to maybe get it right this time.
I'll let you know what happens when I get back from this fun little excursion.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Mockumenting my Life
I have to pee. It's 2 am, and I have to pee. I'm hungry, it's 2 am, and I have to pee. There's no easier way to put my predicament. I went to Bill Johnson's for lunch today with Carole, Dad, David, and Jason. Fun was had. Afterward, everyone but Dad went to Metro Center. Then David, Jason, and I skipped on over to Fry's Electronics. I scouted out some potential camcorders. I think I'm going to stick with my initial choice, the Flip UltraHD Camcorder.
It's pretty sweet.
Ya. I'm excited.
Oh, I also decided to check out Scottsdale Community College's film school. I want to take some classes there over the summer. I've been interested in that sort of stuff for quite a while now, so I figured why not find out if it's something that I might really enjoy/want to do. It is far from my house, but it shouldn't be too bad if I only took two or three classes. Might not even be three. Who knows? I want to head on over to the admissions office this week if they're open over spring break to ask some questions. I'll have to get financial aid figured out and whatnot.
I'd really love it if this is what I ended up doing (and enjoying myself). Perhaps then I might not have to take so many math classes? Ha! Fat chance.
It's pretty sweet.
Ya. I'm excited.
Oh, I also decided to check out Scottsdale Community College's film school. I want to take some classes there over the summer. I've been interested in that sort of stuff for quite a while now, so I figured why not find out if it's something that I might really enjoy/want to do. It is far from my house, but it shouldn't be too bad if I only took two or three classes. Might not even be three. Who knows? I want to head on over to the admissions office this week if they're open over spring break to ask some questions. I'll have to get financial aid figured out and whatnot.
I'd really love it if this is what I ended up doing (and enjoying myself). Perhaps then I might not have to take so many math classes? Ha! Fat chance.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Garbage
Have to type fast today. Dad and I are going to Scott's house early today so that we can watch The Hurt Locker on his huuuuge screen. Before we do that, however, we have to go to my grandma's house so that my dad can spray one of the trees in her yard so that it doesn't flower this year (the birds go crazy). I'm going to bring my ukulele so that I may entertain my grandma while my dad is outside. This is my baby uke.
That's it. I must go now.
That's it. I must go now.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Old Flower
This is actually harder than I thought it would be. I think that might be because I feel compelled to write something of a decent length in here.
Spring Break is here! Huzzah! Both parents are working, so I'll have the house to myself. On the way home today, I picked a flower by this small church. I don't know what kind it is, but they used to grow on my old street. I've always been very attached to them.
I really wish there was more to report. It's the end of the week and I am wiped out. Apologies.
Spring Break is here! Huzzah! Both parents are working, so I'll have the house to myself. On the way home today, I picked a flower by this small church. I don't know what kind it is, but they used to grow on my old street. I've always been very attached to them.
I really wish there was more to report. It's the end of the week and I am wiped out. Apologies.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Now, in my dreams, I can feel the weight. I can just come clean
Today was a biology day; bio lecture, followed by bio lab. I walked home (which took longer than usual) and decided to work out. Ok, so I didn't just decide. I planned it out because if I don't plan on working out, I just wont. Afterwards, I took a shower and then made myself a snack. That was my day. I plan on finishing that damn book today. Maybe... Uhg, I dunno. Oh, and I was supposed to get something in the mail today, but I just checked the shipping tracker online, which this morning said it would be delivered today, but now it wont get here until tomorrow. Sad Manda. I think it's funny when you're talking to a guy online and he writes something like "I love you sadistic intricacy" when really he meant to write "I love your sadistic intricacy." I hope it made him wiggle a little after he saw what he really sent. I'm evillll like that. Old news to him, though, so it's all good. I'm planning on actually cooking something for myself tonight. I'll have to since the parents are going to see Anne tonight. I will be singing to my uke (haven't named it yet) while nomming on some tofu w/ penne pasta!!!!
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
तेरे'स अ मन वेअरिंग अ रेनबो फ़ाठेर बोया...
So, I'm sitting here in the cafeteria eating my "lunch," which is comprised of three disgusting yet supposedly healthy tortillas (small in size) and some peas and carrots. Oh, and of course some yummy apple juice. I have class in 26 minutes, which means I might not finish writing this blog before then, but I'll save it as a draft and finish it in math class or at home. Depends on whether that hick takes the seat in the back of the classroom next to the only outlet in the room. Ass. He doesn't even need it. You would think that if I weren't able to use my laptop in class then I might actually pay attention. Nope. I hate that class. I just sit there and doodle, write, borrow Taylor's Mac, which has a battery from the heavens where outlets aren't required to use a modern piece of technology for 2 minutes.
You might be wondering, or not, what the play count on those two songs from Crazy Heart is... 145 for "Brand New Angel" and 144 for "The Weary Kind." Yes. Lovely songs. Still cannot find the chords to "Brand New Angel." Hang on, maybe someone on ukulele-tabs.com answered my song request. Nope. But of course, somebody took the time out of their day to figure out the chords to "I Got You Babe." What is wrong with this world? Ahhhggg!!!! Oh, and I found out that they're making a sequel to Tron... I watched the trailer. Pretty sure I saw David Bowie... or something. Look at them trying to make Tron all modern and shit, but they can't resist putting an Iggy Stardust creature... that does magic. This whole thing is magical.
Ok, class starts in 15 minutes. Gotta finish up here, check last-minute internet things and such. Wow, I actually kept my word and wrote two entries for today like I said I would. How strange. It's easier to keep my promise to my internet journal than it is to Carole when she asks me to not leave paper plates in my bedroom... huh.
You might be wondering, or not, what the play count on those two songs from Crazy Heart is... 145 for "Brand New Angel" and 144 for "The Weary Kind." Yes. Lovely songs. Still cannot find the chords to "Brand New Angel." Hang on, maybe someone on ukulele-tabs.com answered my song request. Nope. But of course, somebody took the time out of their day to figure out the chords to "I Got You Babe." What is wrong with this world? Ahhhggg!!!! Oh, and I found out that they're making a sequel to Tron... I watched the trailer. Pretty sure I saw David Bowie... or something. Look at them trying to make Tron all modern and shit, but they can't resist putting an Iggy Stardust creature... that does magic. This whole thing is magical.
Ok, class starts in 15 minutes. Gotta finish up here, check last-minute internet things and such. Wow, I actually kept my word and wrote two entries for today like I said I would. How strange. It's easier to keep my promise to my internet journal than it is to Carole when she asks me to not leave paper plates in my bedroom... huh.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Crazy Heart
I realize now that it is 1:09 am... which means that I forgot to write a blog yesterday or by midnight yesterday or 1 freaking hour ago. I'm sorry. But I'll write one now and another one later today.
So, I went to school today. Just biology. Started to fall asleep towards the end of class. I seriously need to get more zzz's... and it's 1 am... I sure do know how to take care of my body, don't I? Anyway, it's been really cold lately and not just kinda cold, I mean super cold. It was 46 degrees tonight. Granted, it's been rainy too, which is a bit abnormal. I mean, we've gotten more rain in the past two months than we got all last year. The mountains are actually slightly green. So weird! I spent the rest of the day sitting around doing nothing. Dad got home late, but when he got here, I took off for the Esplanade and saw a 9:45 showing of Crazy Heart by myself. Thank god I was the only one in there. I kinda wish I had utilized the facilities better. You know, maybe dance a bit. Instead, I just sat in the row behind the bar so I could put my feet up. Since I was the only one in there, I spread my legs out all nice and lady-like.
It took me forever to find my way out of the parking lot before the movie. I didn't see anyone else in there, but I was still a little afraid. Plus, it was cold. Spooky. It was slightly easier to find the car after the movie. Got home just past midnight. I loved the movie. Jeff Bridges deserved the award. I don't know if anyone deserved it more since I haven't see the other movies yet. I love the songs in there though! I found the chords for 'The Weary Kind' and I've been trying it out on my uke. But I really want to find 'Brand New Angel.' It's nowhere to be found, however. I'm listening to it right now. "A brand new angel with an old violin." Good lyric, but I particularly love
"At the first light of dawn
We heard that he was gone
Our hearts was empty
And our eyes was filled"
So beautiful. Well, I should go now. It's 1:20 and my alarm is set for 5:45, which means I'll be getting up around, oh, 7:00. And I'll be sure to post again today... it's too late to end with a clever quip. Begone with you!
So, I went to school today. Just biology. Started to fall asleep towards the end of class. I seriously need to get more zzz's... and it's 1 am... I sure do know how to take care of my body, don't I? Anyway, it's been really cold lately and not just kinda cold, I mean super cold. It was 46 degrees tonight. Granted, it's been rainy too, which is a bit abnormal. I mean, we've gotten more rain in the past two months than we got all last year. The mountains are actually slightly green. So weird! I spent the rest of the day sitting around doing nothing. Dad got home late, but when he got here, I took off for the Esplanade and saw a 9:45 showing of Crazy Heart by myself. Thank god I was the only one in there. I kinda wish I had utilized the facilities better. You know, maybe dance a bit. Instead, I just sat in the row behind the bar so I could put my feet up. Since I was the only one in there, I spread my legs out all nice and lady-like.
It took me forever to find my way out of the parking lot before the movie. I didn't see anyone else in there, but I was still a little afraid. Plus, it was cold. Spooky. It was slightly easier to find the car after the movie. Got home just past midnight. I loved the movie. Jeff Bridges deserved the award. I don't know if anyone deserved it more since I haven't see the other movies yet. I love the songs in there though! I found the chords for 'The Weary Kind' and I've been trying it out on my uke. But I really want to find 'Brand New Angel.' It's nowhere to be found, however. I'm listening to it right now. "A brand new angel with an old violin." Good lyric, but I particularly love
"At the first light of dawn
We heard that he was gone
Our hearts was empty
And our eyes was filled"
So beautiful. Well, I should go now. It's 1:20 and my alarm is set for 5:45, which means I'll be getting up around, oh, 7:00. And I'll be sure to post again today... it's too late to end with a clever quip. Begone with you!
Monday, March 8, 2010
Bucked off my High Horse
I've been told to get off my high horse a lot lately. It's funny how the stuff our grandparents said to our parents gets passed on down the line. Dad said that he didn't like it when grandma would say it to him. Then a couple of days after he told me that story, he tells me to get off my high horse. It's such a stupid saying anyway. When I decide that having children sounds like a good idea (paradox? I need to invest some serious money in a decent dictionary), I will definitely come up with a cool saying, like, "Stop being a little shit head." I think that gets the point across nicely.
I'm just kidding. If my kid's anything like me, they'll probably cry if I even call them silly.
God, Jeff Bridges' voice is so lovely. Speaking and singing-wise. I downloaded the song "Brand New Angel," which is sung by him for the movie, Crazy Heart. I fell asleep listening to it and another song in the movie "The Weary Kind," on repeat. I don't like country, but I could definitely get used to country songs like this. I'm a fan of any song that can put me to sleep with a little smile on my face. There has to be a smile on face too, because I listened to Green Day's new album at night several times and fell asleep before the third song every time. A rock album should never put you to sleep. I mean, unless you grew up living next door to a wanna-be rocker who "played" all night so often that you found yourself unable to fall asleep unless you were listening to crappy covers of "Smoke on the Water."
Fortunately, I did not. But Tricia did like to play her Sounds of the Ocean CD with the whale noises on repeat... that day of retribution is fast approaching.
Oh, and Robert Downey Jr. is a hottie. I've said what I needed to. That is all.
(Get off your high horse, missy... I mean, stop being a little shit head).
Damn.
I'm just kidding. If my kid's anything like me, they'll probably cry if I even call them silly.
God, Jeff Bridges' voice is so lovely. Speaking and singing-wise. I downloaded the song "Brand New Angel," which is sung by him for the movie, Crazy Heart. I fell asleep listening to it and another song in the movie "The Weary Kind," on repeat. I don't like country, but I could definitely get used to country songs like this. I'm a fan of any song that can put me to sleep with a little smile on my face. There has to be a smile on face too, because I listened to Green Day's new album at night several times and fell asleep before the third song every time. A rock album should never put you to sleep. I mean, unless you grew up living next door to a wanna-be rocker who "played" all night so often that you found yourself unable to fall asleep unless you were listening to crappy covers of "Smoke on the Water."
Fortunately, I did not. But Tricia did like to play her Sounds of the Ocean CD with the whale noises on repeat... that day of retribution is fast approaching.
Oh, and Robert Downey Jr. is a hottie. I've said what I needed to. That is all.
(Get off your high horse, missy... I mean, stop being a little shit head).
Damn.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
2010 Oscar Picks
I feel bad. I wanted my first real blog post on here to be about something deep and/or funny. I apologize, for it is instead going to contain my Oscar picks for 2010. *cheesy thumbs up*
Best Picture:
The Hurt Locker
This was a matter of me picking what movies I didn't want to win. For example, if Avatar, The Blind Side, District 9, or Up win, I might throw an internal bitch fit.
Actor in a Leading Role:
Jeff Bridges
I picked Jeff Bridges because I heard he did well in this film, and also because he's been nominated a few times and never won. I just have a feeling that the people of the academy just want him to win. However, I personally would just LOVE too see Colin Firth win for his role in A Single Man. Fingers crossed.
Actor in a Supporting Role:
Christoph Waltz
I'm pretty sure it's not even going to be close on this one. It would be pretty bad ass to see Woody Harrelson with this one though.
Actress in a Leading Role:
Gabourey Sidibe
So help me God, if Sandra Bullock wins this year for her "White woman saves the day" role in The Blindside, I will have a hard time taking this ceremony seriously.
Actress in a Supporting Role:
Mo'Nique
I'm just trying to figure out if there's anyway anyone else could win this. I'm about 90% sure on this one.
Animated Feature Film:
Up
Would like to see Coraline win this, but I'm pretty sure there's no way that's happening. It'll either go to Up (since that seems to be the mainstream choice) or Fantastic Mr. Fox.
Art Direction:
Avatar
Avatar rules/ruins the day
Cinematography:
Avatar
Avatar rules/ruins the day
Costume Design:
The Young Victoria
Directing:
Kathryn Bigelow
I don't care about this one so much as long as they don't give it to James Cameron... I just have a feeling the might though.
Documentary Feature:
The Cove
Documentary Short:
China's Unnatural Disaster: The Tears of Sichuan Province
Celebs are all about natural disasters nowadays.
Film Editing:
Avatar
Avatar rules/ruins the day
Foreign Language Film:
The White Ribbon
Makeup:
Star Trek
Had to sneak in the nerd somewhere. Plus, Spock's ears FTW!
Music (Original Score):
Sherlock Holmes
Music (Original Song):
Crazy Heart "The Weary Kind"
Short Film (Animated):
A Matter of Loaf and Death
Wallace and Gromit FTW!!!
Short Film (Live Action)
The New Tenants
Sound Editing:
Star Trek
I chose Star Trek because I just can't bare the thought of Avatar winning all of these awards... even though it probably will.
Sound Mixing:
Avatar
Avatar rules/ruins the day
Visual Effects:
Avatar
Avatar rules/ruins the day
Writing (Adapted Screenplay):
Up in the Air
Writing (Original Screenplay):
A Serious Man
But I have a feeling it will go to Inglorious Basterds
Best Picture:
The Hurt Locker
This was a matter of me picking what movies I didn't want to win. For example, if Avatar, The Blind Side, District 9, or Up win, I might throw an internal bitch fit.
Actor in a Leading Role:
Jeff Bridges
I picked Jeff Bridges because I heard he did well in this film, and also because he's been nominated a few times and never won. I just have a feeling that the people of the academy just want him to win. However, I personally would just LOVE too see Colin Firth win for his role in A Single Man. Fingers crossed.
Actor in a Supporting Role:
Christoph Waltz
I'm pretty sure it's not even going to be close on this one. It would be pretty bad ass to see Woody Harrelson with this one though.
Actress in a Leading Role:
Gabourey Sidibe
So help me God, if Sandra Bullock wins this year for her "White woman saves the day" role in The Blindside, I will have a hard time taking this ceremony seriously.
Actress in a Supporting Role:
Mo'Nique
I'm just trying to figure out if there's anyway anyone else could win this. I'm about 90% sure on this one.
Animated Feature Film:
Up
Would like to see Coraline win this, but I'm pretty sure there's no way that's happening. It'll either go to Up (since that seems to be the mainstream choice) or Fantastic Mr. Fox.
Art Direction:
Avatar
Avatar rules/ruins the day
Cinematography:
Avatar
Avatar rules/ruins the day
Costume Design:
The Young Victoria
Directing:
Kathryn Bigelow
I don't care about this one so much as long as they don't give it to James Cameron... I just have a feeling the might though.
Documentary Feature:
The Cove
Documentary Short:
China's Unnatural Disaster: The Tears of Sichuan Province
Celebs are all about natural disasters nowadays.
Film Editing:
Avatar
Avatar rules/ruins the day
Foreign Language Film:
The White Ribbon
Makeup:
Star Trek
Had to sneak in the nerd somewhere. Plus, Spock's ears FTW!
Music (Original Score):
Sherlock Holmes
Music (Original Song):
Crazy Heart "The Weary Kind"
Short Film (Animated):
A Matter of Loaf and Death
Wallace and Gromit FTW!!!
Short Film (Live Action)
The New Tenants
Sound Editing:
Star Trek
I chose Star Trek because I just can't bare the thought of Avatar winning all of these awards... even though it probably will.
Sound Mixing:
Avatar
Avatar rules/ruins the day
Visual Effects:
Avatar
Avatar rules/ruins the day
Writing (Adapted Screenplay):
Up in the Air
Writing (Original Screenplay):
A Serious Man
But I have a feeling it will go to Inglorious Basterds
Introducing: The History of Amanda's Adventures in Adulthood
I remember when I was in 6th grade, and how much I loved to write in my journal every day. Quite often, I wrote more than once in a single day. It's not as if I had a whole lot going on in my life that made me say, "Yes! I must write this down so that my grandchildren can see that I was made of awesome!" No, it would have been, "Ok, so how much do I want my grandchildren to know about my multiple crushes on slightly chubby boys?" But still, I wrote all the time! I had multiple notebooks, most of which, I've unfortunately lost. Looking back into the journal that I started Freshman year, it's quite obvious that I discontinued this trend. I didn't even fill up one notebook throughout my fours years in high school. Most of it is full of my rantings on hockey players anyway... It's not like I had nothing going on then. Ok, so my life was probably equally as dull as it was at the age of 12, but seriously. That's just ridiculous. I used to LOVE writing. I even wanted to be a writer at one point. Then I enrolled in an accelerated English class and my jaw dropped when I heard Will A. read one of his fantastical poems out loud. Holy God, are you kidding me?
I wonder if I stopped writing because I felt intimidated by my peers? Was I shamed by their awesome writing abilities? Or did I become too lazy? Who knows, it's not like I WROTE IT DOWN OR ANYTHING!! Ok. Well, frankly, I am getting tired of this. I do enjoy writing about my day. I mean, lord knows I enjoy TALKING about it for hours on end with my friends (who are so gracious and patient with me, it's a wonder they still want me). Besides, I have a horrible memory anyway, and I'd love to be able to recall my youth in old age... even if it is just me harping on about how the slightly-chubby guy I knew in 6th grade turned out to be a TOTAL babe (just like I suspected he would).
So, today marks the beginning of my daily blog. Well, perhaps not daily. Maybe 5 days a week. Or a Monday-Wednesday-Friday Thing... Neh. I'm going to go big and try a daily blog. 7 days a week. Yes. Yeeeesssss.... MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Ahem, ok, sounds good. I will see you tomorrow, big boy. Ahahaha. Oh dear God...
I wonder if I stopped writing because I felt intimidated by my peers? Was I shamed by their awesome writing abilities? Or did I become too lazy? Who knows, it's not like I WROTE IT DOWN OR ANYTHING!! Ok. Well, frankly, I am getting tired of this. I do enjoy writing about my day. I mean, lord knows I enjoy TALKING about it for hours on end with my friends (who are so gracious and patient with me, it's a wonder they still want me). Besides, I have a horrible memory anyway, and I'd love to be able to recall my youth in old age... even if it is just me harping on about how the slightly-chubby guy I knew in 6th grade turned out to be a TOTAL babe (just like I suspected he would).
So, today marks the beginning of my daily blog. Well, perhaps not daily. Maybe 5 days a week. Or a Monday-Wednesday-Friday Thing... Neh. I'm going to go big and try a daily blog. 7 days a week. Yes. Yeeeesssss.... MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Ahem, ok, sounds good. I will see you tomorrow, big boy. Ahahaha. Oh dear God...
Monday, January 4, 2010
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