Ok.
So the boys and I park in a certain spot in the parking lot for our dorm. Video Game Boy decided he didn't want to park there anymore, so a leprechaun, the mustached one and I are moving it.
He drives a jeep, which is easy enough to break into, and this would have been done already if the steering wheel didn't lock. So no we have to wait for VGB to fall asleep so that his roommate can steal his keys so we can push it across the parking lot.
I know what you are thinking "you will have his keys, can't you just like turn it on?"
The answer is "no," his car doesn't start. This is a new development.
It's currently 11:34, and VGB normally goes to sleep about 3 hours ago, but he's still up for some reason. This never happens. We need to get the Jeep moved before the RA's do their 1 am rounds.
I am excited about this. VERY EXCITED.
After dinner I dressed in all black and painted my face, to become a car moving ninja. Then VGB came into my room. That was, what's the word, awkward. I had to tell him I was making a youtube video. Totally believable, he thinks it's odd, but he believes me. (The boy that parks by light poles so that meteors don't hit his car, thinks me dressing as a ninja to watch American Idol is weird.)
Good times. Hopefully his roommate appears soon so we can get operation move the Jeep in gear.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
There is no happy medium.
As the final week of BEDA begins, I find myself having tons that I want to say, but I'm not really sure how it would fit into a blog, or if it really even makes sense.
As I'm sure you've noticed I blog mostly about how random my friends are and my general life, but I feel that I can be a deeper blogger if I didn't have to do it everyday. But then when I don't have to blog, I only blog when VGB says something ridiculous. Like that he parks under street lamps so that when the meteor comes it will deflect off the lamp post and not hit his car. (Untrue, and we totally didn't let him win this debate.)
In by blogging life I want to be more like the topic blogger, that like does research and really thinks about what they are going to say. I mean I do this when I'm writing my novel or papers for school, but when I open up a new blog I just can't find the focus.
I have a feeling this may come from hanging around a group of boys with very short attention spans. I feel this brings my short attention span to the forefront of head. I kind of feel that if I don't think about having no attention span, I grow one. I also know that sounds insane. Like me naming my electrics so when I lose them I can yell "WTF GREGORY" instead of "Where is my remote," or "I HATE YOU ETHAN" instead of "My computer hates me." After thinking about these things, or explaining them to people I realized that really do sound crazier naming my things.
I can't keep focus on one item long enough to develop it into a lengthy well thought out piece of writing. I mean I could have written a huge big thing about naming things v. not naming things. Or just a whole blog on VGB's meteor deflection crazy. But instead I feel the need to include all of them together.
Today I also did an entire semester's worth of work for one of my classes in less than a half hour. Which honestly makes me wonder why the F I didn't do it when it was due. It would have taken like five minutes out of my life. I'm going to blame it on my short attention span.
Yeah, this is the most confusing blog I've ever written.
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because I wrote two chapters of my novel today, which means I only have 20 pages left to write to meet the minimum amount of pages to write by next Monday. AND Jason Bay just hit a three run home run in the top of the ninth. :)
As I'm sure you've noticed I blog mostly about how random my friends are and my general life, but I feel that I can be a deeper blogger if I didn't have to do it everyday. But then when I don't have to blog, I only blog when VGB says something ridiculous. Like that he parks under street lamps so that when the meteor comes it will deflect off the lamp post and not hit his car. (Untrue, and we totally didn't let him win this debate.)
In by blogging life I want to be more like the topic blogger, that like does research and really thinks about what they are going to say. I mean I do this when I'm writing my novel or papers for school, but when I open up a new blog I just can't find the focus.
I have a feeling this may come from hanging around a group of boys with very short attention spans. I feel this brings my short attention span to the forefront of head. I kind of feel that if I don't think about having no attention span, I grow one. I also know that sounds insane. Like me naming my electrics so when I lose them I can yell "WTF GREGORY" instead of "Where is my remote," or "I HATE YOU ETHAN" instead of "My computer hates me." After thinking about these things, or explaining them to people I realized that really do sound crazier naming my things.
I can't keep focus on one item long enough to develop it into a lengthy well thought out piece of writing. I mean I could have written a huge big thing about naming things v. not naming things. Or just a whole blog on VGB's meteor deflection crazy. But instead I feel the need to include all of them together.
Today I also did an entire semester's worth of work for one of my classes in less than a half hour. Which honestly makes me wonder why the F I didn't do it when it was due. It would have taken like five minutes out of my life. I'm going to blame it on my short attention span.
Yeah, this is the most confusing blog I've ever written.
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because I wrote two chapters of my novel today, which means I only have 20 pages left to write to meet the minimum amount of pages to write by next Monday. AND Jason Bay just hit a three run home run in the top of the ninth. :)
Sunday, April 26, 2009
It's really really warm in here
I woke up early today (9:30, I'm in college and it's Sunday, 9:30 is really early) and googled Lorax + town I currently live in and found this:
That's us!!!! Video Game Boy is sporting the Gryffindor scarf and green sweater, The Lorax in the brown and Noelles in the skirt. I and actually behind the grey boxes throwing Easter Grass into pond with the Humming fish, which you can't see.
We're on the front page of the Local section of our local newspaper!! We also discovered that VGB didn't turn the "Theeds" sign.
I also heard a story about yesterday from VGB about that girl playing the Lorax. Noelles, VGB and I loaded all the cars with our cardboard and duct tape set at 8, and waited for her so we could leave so we could all get breakfast before we ran through when we got to the library. At nine, she showed up so we didn't get a chance to head off to Dunks until after we ran through. The Lorax told our advisor that "I have no idea why they couldn't go before, they were just standing around at 8:30."
ahfsa;iuhg <- anger.
We could go earlier because a half a person fit in each of VGB's and my car with the set in it. Cardboard boxes and teddy bears take up a lot of room.
Everyday I seem to like her less. And her boyfriend owes me an air mattress.
In other news, our windows can only open about 3 inches because if its open any further, we, as college students, will get drunk and jump out of them. And it's like 80 degrees, making the second floor a billion degrees, and the hallway smells like pot.
ALSO someone is using all five washers.
sorry this got really complainy, that happens when it gets really hot in my room.
and that is the end of the story
Today was awesome because I discovered the MP3 of Hank's "I'm not Edward Cullen"
Saturday, April 25, 2009
THE LORAX by Dr. Seuss
This morning was our play. But before I tell you about that, I'm going to tell you about what happened yesterday.
As I'm sure you know, the day before the play is almost more important than the actual play. So Video Game Boy and I, along with Noelles our narrator, were waiting in our rehearsal space (which BTW is the middle of the main lobby of the second floor of my dorm hall, which is normally used as a study lounge), waiting for our Lorax to show up.
When she finally does, she's not even close to ready to practice, and say "I'm going to the circus. But if you need me call. I'll be back around 11." Then she leaves.
In my head I'm thinking: "Really, of all things you could be doing right now, you're going to the freakin' circus." But outwardly I smiled.
You can't exactly do run throughs of THE LORAX by Dr. Seuss without THE LORAX!!
While complaining, I watched Georgie play Pokemon Snap on VGB's Nintendo for like 3 hours.
I would also like you to know that Georgie, Thursday, and Jenjen came up around the time of the "I'm going to the circus." situation.
We then went to AppleBees with Keith, OR, the mustached one, and his Fiancee the nurse, at like 10:30.
I would also like you to know that we had this plan for like 3 weeks.
While we were waiting to be seated by the most adorable gay guy ever ;) The Lorax texts me. It reads "I'm waiting in the lobby when you're ready."
So I reply: "Umm, yea I'm at Applebees with all my friends, rehearsals were at 6."
And she said. "SAY WHAT!?!"
To which I replied. "Yeah, we've only known I was going out with my friends since March, we found out about the 'circus' a minute before you left. And VGB went to bed at 9:30."
Needless to say, it was MY fault we didn't get to rehearse, because I went to the circus the day before the play.
Applebees was awesome. That's all I'm going to say about it.
Then we all played Life and went to bed at like 3, because that's what people that have to get up at 6:30 to pack two cars with cardboard boxes and teddy bears does.
Our play this morning went along wonderfully!!!
Except the middle truffula tree fell over in the beginning.
We even made a little kid cry, and yell "Don't crop down the trees!!" It was adorable. We even get to be in the newspaper tomorrow!!
After that The Sassy Ladies (our youtube collab channel girls) went to the boat launch and listened to music before the girls had to take off. All and all awesome day.
And that is the end of the story.
Today is awesome because we didn't scare any little kids with the Once-ler, and we got to plant sunflowers with 4 year olds :)
As I'm sure you know, the day before the play is almost more important than the actual play. So Video Game Boy and I, along with Noelles our narrator, were waiting in our rehearsal space (which BTW is the middle of the main lobby of the second floor of my dorm hall, which is normally used as a study lounge), waiting for our Lorax to show up.
When she finally does, she's not even close to ready to practice, and say "I'm going to the circus. But if you need me call. I'll be back around 11." Then she leaves.
In my head I'm thinking: "Really, of all things you could be doing right now, you're going to the freakin' circus." But outwardly I smiled.
You can't exactly do run throughs of THE LORAX by Dr. Seuss without THE LORAX!!
While complaining, I watched Georgie play Pokemon Snap on VGB's Nintendo for like 3 hours.
I would also like you to know that Georgie, Thursday, and Jenjen came up around the time of the "I'm going to the circus." situation.
We then went to AppleBees with Keith, OR, the mustached one, and his Fiancee the nurse, at like 10:30.
I would also like you to know that we had this plan for like 3 weeks.
While we were waiting to be seated by the most adorable gay guy ever ;) The Lorax texts me. It reads "I'm waiting in the lobby when you're ready."
So I reply: "Umm, yea I'm at Applebees with all my friends, rehearsals were at 6."
And she said. "SAY WHAT!?!"
To which I replied. "Yeah, we've only known I was going out with my friends since March, we found out about the 'circus' a minute before you left. And VGB went to bed at 9:30."
Needless to say, it was MY fault we didn't get to rehearse, because I went to the circus the day before the play.
Applebees was awesome. That's all I'm going to say about it.
Then we all played Life and went to bed at like 3, because that's what people that have to get up at 6:30 to pack two cars with cardboard boxes and teddy bears does.
Our play this morning went along wonderfully!!!
Except the middle truffula tree fell over in the beginning.
We even made a little kid cry, and yell "Don't crop down the trees!!" It was adorable. We even get to be in the newspaper tomorrow!!
After that The Sassy Ladies (our youtube collab channel girls) went to the boat launch and listened to music before the girls had to take off. All and all awesome day.
And that is the end of the story.
Today is awesome because we didn't scare any little kids with the Once-ler, and we got to plant sunflowers with 4 year olds :)
Thursday, April 23, 2009
The Shank Game
The more I talk about them; the more ridiculous I realize my friends are.
I mean, I guess for a group of 20 year old boys that spend most of their days playing video games and talking about the different evolutions of Charzard, they're pretty normal. But in a general sense, we're all really weird. I also want to point out that I also have friends that are girls, but the boys do most of the weird stuff. The girls just either play along, or ignore them.
Three of the boys made up a game called "shank." The point of this game is mostly to run up to some one, poke them, and yell "SHANK."
The Shankee can then not be shanked or shank another person for ten minutes.
I think the point is to be the last person unshanked, but I really don't know.
I'm not gonna lie, I'm fairly good at the Shank game, mostly because I punch really hard (for a girl anyway) and when I get shanked, I punch you in the arm. The boys don't like that very much. (Did I mention that they are very stereotypical video game playing gentlemen, pale, skinny, white boys)
Most of the shanking takes place a meal times. Mostly you sit down and instantly shank the two people next to you before you get shanked, then block the across the table person and left hand shank them. Then, everyone eats.
At the awards dinner last night, Video Game Boy won this huge award, and instead of hugging him when he came back to the table, I shanked him. It was epic. And I do believe you can see how the Shank Game can turn dangerous quickly.
In other news, I made myself a "SUPER AXE HACKER" t-shirt today for the play. I'm pretty sure I'm going to wear it a lot after the play is over...
Jen posted a youtube video that was "a day in the life of Jen." I feel that if I made this video, it would be a video of me sleeping and punching people.
ALSO
Georgie, Jen and Thursday are coming to see the play this weekend!! Excited. I must now finish painting. :)
and that is the end of the story
Today was awesome because there was Bananas Foster at dinner. (I need to start finding reasons for awesome that aren't food...) Today was awesome because Noelles and I pulled a super double shank on a boy on the way back from dinner. (much better)
I mean, I guess for a group of 20 year old boys that spend most of their days playing video games and talking about the different evolutions of Charzard, they're pretty normal. But in a general sense, we're all really weird. I also want to point out that I also have friends that are girls, but the boys do most of the weird stuff. The girls just either play along, or ignore them.
Three of the boys made up a game called "shank." The point of this game is mostly to run up to some one, poke them, and yell "SHANK."
The Shankee can then not be shanked or shank another person for ten minutes.
I think the point is to be the last person unshanked, but I really don't know.
I'm not gonna lie, I'm fairly good at the Shank game, mostly because I punch really hard (for a girl anyway) and when I get shanked, I punch you in the arm. The boys don't like that very much. (Did I mention that they are very stereotypical video game playing gentlemen, pale, skinny, white boys)
Most of the shanking takes place a meal times. Mostly you sit down and instantly shank the two people next to you before you get shanked, then block the across the table person and left hand shank them. Then, everyone eats.
At the awards dinner last night, Video Game Boy won this huge award, and instead of hugging him when he came back to the table, I shanked him. It was epic. And I do believe you can see how the Shank Game can turn dangerous quickly.
In other news, I made myself a "SUPER AXE HACKER" t-shirt today for the play. I'm pretty sure I'm going to wear it a lot after the play is over...
Jen posted a youtube video that was "a day in the life of Jen." I feel that if I made this video, it would be a video of me sleeping and punching people.
ALSO
Georgie, Jen and Thursday are coming to see the play this weekend!! Excited. I must now finish painting. :)
and that is the end of the story
Today was awesome because there was Bananas Foster at dinner. (I need to start finding reasons for awesome that aren't food...) Today was awesome because Noelles and I pulled a super double shank on a boy on the way back from dinner. (much better)
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Arguments
Today is Earth Day, and I enjoy the Tweets I'm getting that say "Everyone shut of the lights! It's Earth Day!!" updated from the Internet... Computers draw a hell of a lot more energy that a light does.
I won an argument yesterday. Now, before you go all "yea so, I win arguments all the time" on me, I'm going to list recent arguments I have lost and my side.
1. Whether or not the Puritans invented scuba gear. (I said no)
2. Whether or not Elvis existed (I said yes)
3. Why Ariel in the Disney classic The Little Mermaid has red hair when all her sisters have blond/brown/black hair. Because Red hair is a receive gene. (I said it's a cartoon, it's not supposed to make sense)
YES, these are real arguments/ debates I have had with Video Game Boy this semester.
The argument I won was whether or not it was possible to kick a bear in the balls without being attacked.
I said "That would be too stupid to even try."
VGB said "Well, I'd throw a fish at it and it would be so distracted it would eat the fish before he attacked me which is perfect ball kicking time. AND gives me time to run like fuck!"
I replied "Bears can run faster than you"
He said "Yes, but it's not going to go from 'ouch my balls' to 'I'm going to kill that guy' in seconds. It takes a minute for him to recover. And besides, it will be distracted by the fish."
and I said "If you through pizza at me and try to kick me, I would not eat the pizza before punching you."
And the table voted that I officially won.
How I don't win more debates with this kid I have yet to figure out. I have like, logic and science on my side, and he just makes up stuff, and the table votes for him. It's weird.
I have to record an EARTH DAY video for the sassyladysociety today, and I was going to film it in the atrium because it was raining but now there's a meeting in there, because VGB, Noelles, VGB's roommate, and I were discussing how awesome Boy Meets World and Fresh Prince of Bel-Air were.
But on the plus side it stopped raining, so I can film outside once Ethan's battery is back to full. It's at 58% right now so that's decent.
There was something else I wanted to talk about...
Oh yea, American Idol.
Holy Crap. I never thought that "If I can't have you, I don't want nobody" could be a very moving and deeply deeply emotional song!! I didn't quite Paula-out and start crying, but I was close.
I was also highly impressed with Kris Allen this week, "She works hard for the Money" was one of my favorite performances, this week.
I worried for Allison, because I like her, but I don't know if her performance last night was strong enough. Hopefully we get rid of Lil, and Matt G's performance wasn't one of his best, which is making me question if his save was worth it. We'll find out tonight. We also get to see Archie from last season. (I'm about as excited about this as Miley last week, which was I would rather stab myself in the eye than watch it.
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because I spent an hour and half talking about how freakin' awesome Mr. Feeny was in Boy Meets World.
I won an argument yesterday. Now, before you go all "yea so, I win arguments all the time" on me, I'm going to list recent arguments I have lost and my side.
1. Whether or not the Puritans invented scuba gear. (I said no)
2. Whether or not Elvis existed (I said yes)
3. Why Ariel in the Disney classic The Little Mermaid has red hair when all her sisters have blond/brown/black hair. Because Red hair is a receive gene. (I said it's a cartoon, it's not supposed to make sense)
YES, these are real arguments/ debates I have had with Video Game Boy this semester.
The argument I won was whether or not it was possible to kick a bear in the balls without being attacked.
I said "That would be too stupid to even try."
VGB said "Well, I'd throw a fish at it and it would be so distracted it would eat the fish before he attacked me which is perfect ball kicking time. AND gives me time to run like fuck!"
I replied "Bears can run faster than you"
He said "Yes, but it's not going to go from 'ouch my balls' to 'I'm going to kill that guy' in seconds. It takes a minute for him to recover. And besides, it will be distracted by the fish."
and I said "If you through pizza at me and try to kick me, I would not eat the pizza before punching you."
And the table voted that I officially won.
How I don't win more debates with this kid I have yet to figure out. I have like, logic and science on my side, and he just makes up stuff, and the table votes for him. It's weird.
I have to record an EARTH DAY video for the sassyladysociety today, and I was going to film it in the atrium because it was raining but now there's a meeting in there, because VGB, Noelles, VGB's roommate, and I were discussing how awesome Boy Meets World and Fresh Prince of Bel-Air were.
But on the plus side it stopped raining, so I can film outside once Ethan's battery is back to full. It's at 58% right now so that's decent.
There was something else I wanted to talk about...
Oh yea, American Idol.
Holy Crap. I never thought that "If I can't have you, I don't want nobody" could be a very moving and deeply deeply emotional song!! I didn't quite Paula-out and start crying, but I was close.
I was also highly impressed with Kris Allen this week, "She works hard for the Money" was one of my favorite performances, this week.
I worried for Allison, because I like her, but I don't know if her performance last night was strong enough. Hopefully we get rid of Lil, and Matt G's performance wasn't one of his best, which is making me question if his save was worth it. We'll find out tonight. We also get to see Archie from last season. (I'm about as excited about this as Miley last week, which was I would rather stab myself in the eye than watch it.
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because I spent an hour and half talking about how freakin' awesome Mr. Feeny was in Boy Meets World.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Happy thoughts
It's Tuesday, and I usually wait until after idol to blog on Tuesdays, but I feel that this week there won't be anything exciting happening on there. Except how AWESOMELY Adam mixes up a disco song. So I can save that til tomorrow.
What I want to talk about today is compliments.
I don't get them that often, except the "You're really weird, I like it" one, which is nice, I like being noticed for my weird-ness.
But today, I got a real complement. I tend to think that I'm a moderately okay writer, which everyone I know disagrees with and says that I'm a great writer, and they like my stuff a lot more than I do. But someone that isn't really my friend, just a classmate, wrote haiku's for the rest of the class today.
this was mine:
What I want to talk about today is compliments.
I don't get them that often, except the "You're really weird, I like it" one, which is nice, I like being noticed for my weird-ness.
But today, I got a real complement. I tend to think that I'm a moderately okay writer, which everyone I know disagrees with and says that I'm a great writer, and they like my stuff a lot more than I do. But someone that isn't really my friend, just a classmate, wrote haiku's for the rest of the class today.
this was mine:
It says "I'm a good writer - my details with reach new heights- the world will know me
I almost cried. I mean, I've had a whole bunch of classes with this girl, and were, like, kind of friends but not really. Enough to say "hi" in the hallway type of thing. And she wrote that about me.
I guess the excitement about having people say nice things about you means less when you people do it all the time, but when you're like me, kind of lame and REALLY weird, the "hey you're awesome" doesn't come around too often.
It was just really great to have someone that wasn't one of my best friends say it.
ALSO
Yesterday was the big leadership award dessert thing, and Video Game Boy won the biggest award for Juniors. He was so excited and happy. He does have a big impact on our campus and was way more than deserving of it. YAY VGB!!
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because I get to be a bridesmaid at The Nurse's and the Mustached one's wedding!!!
Monday, April 20, 2009
Welcome to Hell....week
Each day I say to myself, "Deanna, there was a wayyyyyyyyy simpler way to do that."
And each day I reply, "You mean instead of having half the stuff of my closet fall on me trying to take the sleeping bag out, I could have just closed the window?'
And I answer, "Yes, what you did just now was stupid."
Okay, so the window situation doesn't happen daily, but something like that happens almost everyday.
Yet I still find myself wrapped in two comforters with the window open, thinking about how much easier life would be if I just closed the window.
On a mildly related note, I made a YouTube video today!
I can't seem to copy and paste the whole embedding code... so here is the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KGDbM7rCAKs
I'm fairly impressed with this video. I get rather impressed with myself whenever I don't have to restart the computer 46 times while recording.
While filming this video, you will notice there is a part where I show a The Who poster. I tried like six different ways to have me in the shot while showing The Who poster, and I nearly killed myself while standing on a chair. I have never been more happy that I'm too lazy and poor to do laundry while at school.
We have intense Lorax rehearsals the rest of the week before the big performance on Saturday. I'm super excited about it. BUT I have a really big important Leadership dessert to go to in the middle of the rehersal time. Thankfully, three of the five people in the play are also leaders. But we still have quite a bit of work to do in the "where the F does this piece of set go!" and the "Where are the Barbaloots!" and the "Wait what's my line?" departments so needless to say, this week is going to be equal parts FUN and Ridiculous-ness.
And that is the end of the story
Today was awesome because there was Chicken Nuggets AND apple crisp at lunch today!
And each day I reply, "You mean instead of having half the stuff of my closet fall on me trying to take the sleeping bag out, I could have just closed the window?'
And I answer, "Yes, what you did just now was stupid."
Okay, so the window situation doesn't happen daily, but something like that happens almost everyday.
Yet I still find myself wrapped in two comforters with the window open, thinking about how much easier life would be if I just closed the window.
On a mildly related note, I made a YouTube video today!
I can't seem to copy and paste the whole embedding code... so here is the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KGDbM7rCAKs
I'm fairly impressed with this video. I get rather impressed with myself whenever I don't have to restart the computer 46 times while recording.
While filming this video, you will notice there is a part where I show a The Who poster. I tried like six different ways to have me in the shot while showing The Who poster, and I nearly killed myself while standing on a chair. I have never been more happy that I'm too lazy and poor to do laundry while at school.
We have intense Lorax rehearsals the rest of the week before the big performance on Saturday. I'm super excited about it. BUT I have a really big important Leadership dessert to go to in the middle of the rehersal time. Thankfully, three of the five people in the play are also leaders. But we still have quite a bit of work to do in the "where the F does this piece of set go!" and the "Where are the Barbaloots!" and the "Wait what's my line?" departments so needless to say, this week is going to be equal parts FUN and Ridiculous-ness.
And that is the end of the story
Today was awesome because there was Chicken Nuggets AND apple crisp at lunch today!
Sunday, April 19, 2009
I wonder if anyone else feels like this?
I feel like I'm wasting perfectly good days.
I mean I was never the run around outside and be happy about it person (Just take the 50lbs I've added since I stopped playing volleyball my junior year of high school). I mean, I like outside, its a nice place, but I'm not a hike in the woods, go play catch with friends, lets hang out at the beach type of girl.
And today it's super nice out, like fifty degrees, and slightly windy, but its April in Maine, it's not snowing and I can have my window open without freezing to death, it's nice out.
But I'm kinda worried that my outside exposure is doing to meals, and class. And I only have class two days a week, and I don't really have to eat every meal. (but then if I skip a meal, I find my self eating TGIFriday's microwavable mozzarella sticks and starbursts at midnight.)
Today my computer, whom I refer to as Ethan, decided he wasn't going to work today, so I had to de-fragment him, which is five hours I could be doing something that isn't looking out the window of my room, watching people have fun. I could, you know, take part in said fun. But instead, for fear of running into the friend that told me to "go away" before the surprise party on Thursday, I stayed in my room. I just don't want to start a fight. Which probably wouldn't be my fault, but still I don't want to cause a bigger riff in our group and make people pick sides. Mostly because I doubt too many, if any of my friends would pick my side because I walked away, and have been the one avoiding the situation entirely.
Normally, I would consider finishing a book in a day an accomplishment, but it's just so nice out that I feel lazy.
I mean, I am lazy, but I don't like thinking that I'm lazy.
I went to dinner early, because I was hungry because I went to Brunch early. But my friends came early too, so I found myself eating incredibly fast so I could take off before anyone else sat down. I know I'm being kind of a dick in this situation, but I don't want to lose my friends, or cause a big uproar on a celebratory weekend, with the engagement and all.
This blog was supposed be about how I should spend more time outside, but it seems to be more about how I'm avoiding my friends... That wasn't my plan...
It's not like I'm deathly afraid of getting skin cancer or anything, it's just that I don't do outdoor activities, and I'm friends with people that spend a good majority of their time playing video games, but I still kind of want to talk a nice walk in the woods, or just spend a day outside having fun. I just don't really have anyone to do this with.
Maybe when the Sassy Ladies come to visit for my play this weekend, we'll play tag or something for hours. I feel that would be fun. I'd enjoy that...
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because there were some really cute looking boys working out in the athletic center, and from my window, I have the perfect creeper vantage point. (Oh God, did I really just say that?)
I mean I was never the run around outside and be happy about it person (Just take the 50lbs I've added since I stopped playing volleyball my junior year of high school). I mean, I like outside, its a nice place, but I'm not a hike in the woods, go play catch with friends, lets hang out at the beach type of girl.
And today it's super nice out, like fifty degrees, and slightly windy, but its April in Maine, it's not snowing and I can have my window open without freezing to death, it's nice out.
But I'm kinda worried that my outside exposure is doing to meals, and class. And I only have class two days a week, and I don't really have to eat every meal. (but then if I skip a meal, I find my self eating TGIFriday's microwavable mozzarella sticks and starbursts at midnight.)
Today my computer, whom I refer to as Ethan, decided he wasn't going to work today, so I had to de-fragment him, which is five hours I could be doing something that isn't looking out the window of my room, watching people have fun. I could, you know, take part in said fun. But instead, for fear of running into the friend that told me to "go away" before the surprise party on Thursday, I stayed in my room. I just don't want to start a fight. Which probably wouldn't be my fault, but still I don't want to cause a bigger riff in our group and make people pick sides. Mostly because I doubt too many, if any of my friends would pick my side because I walked away, and have been the one avoiding the situation entirely.
Normally, I would consider finishing a book in a day an accomplishment, but it's just so nice out that I feel lazy.
I mean, I am lazy, but I don't like thinking that I'm lazy.
I went to dinner early, because I was hungry because I went to Brunch early. But my friends came early too, so I found myself eating incredibly fast so I could take off before anyone else sat down. I know I'm being kind of a dick in this situation, but I don't want to lose my friends, or cause a big uproar on a celebratory weekend, with the engagement and all.
This blog was supposed be about how I should spend more time outside, but it seems to be more about how I'm avoiding my friends... That wasn't my plan...
It's not like I'm deathly afraid of getting skin cancer or anything, it's just that I don't do outdoor activities, and I'm friends with people that spend a good majority of their time playing video games, but I still kind of want to talk a nice walk in the woods, or just spend a day outside having fun. I just don't really have anyone to do this with.
Maybe when the Sassy Ladies come to visit for my play this weekend, we'll play tag or something for hours. I feel that would be fun. I'd enjoy that...
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because there were some really cute looking boys working out in the athletic center, and from my window, I have the perfect creeper vantage point. (Oh God, did I really just say that?)
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Blogging for REALZ!
So today, The mustached one, and The mustached one's girl friend, because The mustached one and the mustached one's fiancee!!!
No one is really surprised about this, but it's still exciting, and I'm supposed to live with them next semester, so that should be exciting. I'm excited anyway, I'm pretty sure she is too.
Besides that, it's been a day of play stuff, getting the props put together and such, we realized we have to paint more boxes... YAY painting.
I took Video Game Boy and his GF to wal mart, which surprisingly was simpler than most times I gone to the retail giant. VGB is the kind of kid that wonders, a lot. And also spends two hours smelling soap, then buying girl soap, and then three days later trading with me for boy soap. (Basically he ended up buying me soap.) But he's fun.
The Lorax's boyfriend, broke VBG's roommates scissors trying to cut a piece of wood.
Yes, that is a true story.
I'm still avoiding some of my friends, but I only really have an issue with one of them, and he needs to not send people to fight his battles for him. He also needs to apologize for being a dick.
And that is the end of the story
To day is awesome because Post-Its are on sale for a dollar a piece at Walmart, that, and two of my best friends are getting married!!%!%!!$!@!#
No one is really surprised about this, but it's still exciting, and I'm supposed to live with them next semester, so that should be exciting. I'm excited anyway, I'm pretty sure she is too.
Besides that, it's been a day of play stuff, getting the props put together and such, we realized we have to paint more boxes... YAY painting.
I took Video Game Boy and his GF to wal mart, which surprisingly was simpler than most times I gone to the retail giant. VGB is the kind of kid that wonders, a lot. And also spends two hours smelling soap, then buying girl soap, and then three days later trading with me for boy soap. (Basically he ended up buying me soap.) But he's fun.
The Lorax's boyfriend, broke VBG's roommates scissors trying to cut a piece of wood.
Yes, that is a true story.
I'm still avoiding some of my friends, but I only really have an issue with one of them, and he needs to not send people to fight his battles for him. He also needs to apologize for being a dick.
And that is the end of the story
To day is awesome because Post-Its are on sale for a dollar a piece at Walmart, that, and two of my best friends are getting married!!%!%!!$!@!#
This is a fake blog
I realized that I speak in a weird code when I'm blogging, and I feel that since more than one person is now **hopefully** reading this, that I should maybe explain the code.
This code is mainly dealing with my friends and their names. I don't really like says "Kimmy and I did this today.." because maybe Kimmy doesn't want her life all over the Internet. So I have come up with a mildly complex system of talking about my friends without saying there names, below is a code decoder:
George/ Georgie: My best friend/twin brother/editor (she's awesome)
JenJen: is Jen. she has a blog it's here: http://www.ilessthanthreeyouu.blogspot.com
video game boys (lower case): the group of boys that I hang out with on a regular basis, they play video games, like a lot
Video Game Boy (capitalized) the one video game boy that I hang out with more often than the other ones and started calling him that before I named the group
Video Game Boy's Girlfriend: I think this one is self explanatory
The Lorax: a girl in our play that is also in our group of friends
The Lorax's boyfriend: again self explanatory
Keith: is really a girl, we just call her that
OR: Keith's boyfriend
The mustached one: one of the video game boys
The Nurse: the mustached one's girlfriend.
Thursday: is Thursday in our collab channel on youtube
This code is mainly dealing with my friends and their names. I don't really like says "Kimmy and I did this today.." because maybe Kimmy doesn't want her life all over the Internet. So I have come up with a mildly complex system of talking about my friends without saying there names, below is a code decoder:
George/ Georgie: My best friend/twin brother/editor (she's awesome)
JenJen: is Jen. she has a blog it's here: http://www.ilessthanthreeyouu.blogspot.com
video game boys (lower case): the group of boys that I hang out with on a regular basis, they play video games, like a lot
Video Game Boy (capitalized) the one video game boy that I hang out with more often than the other ones and started calling him that before I named the group
Video Game Boy's Girlfriend: I think this one is self explanatory
The Lorax: a girl in our play that is also in our group of friends
The Lorax's boyfriend: again self explanatory
Keith: is really a girl, we just call her that
OR: Keith's boyfriend
The mustached one: one of the video game boys
The Nurse: the mustached one's girlfriend.
Thursday: is Thursday in our collab channel on youtube
Friday, April 17, 2009
Yea, I really don't want to do this.
But since I got to, yesterday and today sucked.
Part of it was brought on myself, which I know, because I do this kind of thing a lot. It comes with not having friends as a kid, so when I get them I tend to try everything to push them away.
This however started as someone else's issue.
Yesterday was a friends 21st birthday. Since he doesn't drink, I thought it would be cute if we got some sparkling cider and have fake cocktails in celebration. The boys took him out to a movie, and I, along with two other friends were going to set up at about 11 before they boy got back. There wasn't really much to do, just display some cupcakes and pour drinks. One of the boys was going to text me when they were on there way back so we weren't waiting with cupcakes sitting out.
When I went down stairs after the text, I was told at the door to "Go away."
So I did. I take "Go away" as telling me that I'm not wanted and shouldn't come back. So I didn't plan to, and went upstairs to cry, because that's what I do.
Then someone who had nothing to do with the party, kept texting me telling me to come down. I knew I wasn't wanted down there, so I said no. Which just got everyone pissed.
Today, I just want to be alone. I just want to be away from people who told me that I wasn't allowed at a party that was partly my idea.
I also have 140 page paper due on Thursday that I only have 95 pages written of, because it wasn't supposed to be due until next Thursday. These people came and banged on my door, and demanded I come drink with them.
My life isn't all drinking, and it's never going to be. I have to look out to my future, and this novel is my future. I know what's best for me, and it's not going to where I will feel unwanted and just leave there crying.
But anyway, now everyone hates me and I once again have no friends, but all the props and sets for the play their putting on is in my car. So yea.
and that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because I managed to fix my ipod by myself.
Part of it was brought on myself, which I know, because I do this kind of thing a lot. It comes with not having friends as a kid, so when I get them I tend to try everything to push them away.
This however started as someone else's issue.
Yesterday was a friends 21st birthday. Since he doesn't drink, I thought it would be cute if we got some sparkling cider and have fake cocktails in celebration. The boys took him out to a movie, and I, along with two other friends were going to set up at about 11 before they boy got back. There wasn't really much to do, just display some cupcakes and pour drinks. One of the boys was going to text me when they were on there way back so we weren't waiting with cupcakes sitting out.
When I went down stairs after the text, I was told at the door to "Go away."
So I did. I take "Go away" as telling me that I'm not wanted and shouldn't come back. So I didn't plan to, and went upstairs to cry, because that's what I do.
Then someone who had nothing to do with the party, kept texting me telling me to come down. I knew I wasn't wanted down there, so I said no. Which just got everyone pissed.
Today, I just want to be alone. I just want to be away from people who told me that I wasn't allowed at a party that was partly my idea.
I also have 140 page paper due on Thursday that I only have 95 pages written of, because it wasn't supposed to be due until next Thursday. These people came and banged on my door, and demanded I come drink with them.
My life isn't all drinking, and it's never going to be. I have to look out to my future, and this novel is my future. I know what's best for me, and it's not going to where I will feel unwanted and just leave there crying.
But anyway, now everyone hates me and I once again have no friends, but all the props and sets for the play their putting on is in my car. So yea.
and that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because I managed to fix my ipod by myself.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Hi
I had an amazing blog about how awesome yesterday and today was. But you know when something happens that completley ruins everything that made the last two days great?
Yea, that just happened, so I'm going to try to blog a decent blog tomorrow, but in the spirt of the project I'm leaving something here today.
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because I tried to put together a suprise party for someone, and two minutes before it was supposed to happen, I wasn't allowed to help set up or be at the party. WOOT!
Yea, that just happened, so I'm going to try to blog a decent blog tomorrow, but in the spirt of the project I'm leaving something here today.
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because I tried to put together a suprise party for someone, and two minutes before it was supposed to happen, I wasn't allowed to help set up or be at the party. WOOT!
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
I have a question for you
What do boys smell like?
I mean, they have this smell, but what is it? When I walk into a room not knowing who occupies it, it becomes clear that a boy lives there by the smell. Its a smell girls don't have, because we mainly smell like fruit and candy (that's what I soap smells like anyway).
The reason I ask is because the boy smell comes up a lot in my novel, and I just don't know how to describe this smell! I would ask the boys in my class what they think they smell like, but that's weird, and my most guy friends smell nice, i feel this is mostly because they have girlfriends, or boyfriends for that matter.
So what do boys smell like? is it the scent of washing your hair with bar soap? Because I don't understand that either.
On a completely unrelated note: I've been playing with the axe we're using in my play, and I have discovered that my roommates have grown so use to me that they don't even question 1. why I have an axe or 2. why I'm playing with it.
They're view of what is normal is now completely messed up. I like it.
I posted my sassy lady video which has a cameo by the axe check that here: http://tinyurl.com/d8erqt
I must go the the Environmental Awareness Group meeting and go paint things for The Lorax.
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because I'm wearing a skirt, and I don't feel really gross.
I mean, they have this smell, but what is it? When I walk into a room not knowing who occupies it, it becomes clear that a boy lives there by the smell. Its a smell girls don't have, because we mainly smell like fruit and candy (that's what I soap smells like anyway).
The reason I ask is because the boy smell comes up a lot in my novel, and I just don't know how to describe this smell! I would ask the boys in my class what they think they smell like, but that's weird, and my most guy friends smell nice, i feel this is mostly because they have girlfriends, or boyfriends for that matter.
So what do boys smell like? is it the scent of washing your hair with bar soap? Because I don't understand that either.
On a completely unrelated note: I've been playing with the axe we're using in my play, and I have discovered that my roommates have grown so use to me that they don't even question 1. why I have an axe or 2. why I'm playing with it.
They're view of what is normal is now completely messed up. I like it.
I posted my sassy lady video which has a cameo by the axe check that here: http://tinyurl.com/d8erqt
I must go the the Environmental Awareness Group meeting and go paint things for The Lorax.
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because I'm wearing a skirt, and I don't feel really gross.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
It's Tuesday.
Therefore IDOL!!!!!
Adam Lambert is the most amazing person to come out of that show, and you know how much I love David Cook. I have a wall of David.
I would like to clarify that I will never have a wall of Adam, but I most likely would have voted for Adam if he was on last season, while secretly stock piling pictures of David Cook.
Oh Wow! I am a dork. But seriously, Adam Lambert soooo amazing.
Today I argued with my writing teacher over The Catcher in the Rye. Over whether or not it is a book about a teenager forced upon teens, or a book for teenagers, forced upon them by teachers who think it will be good for them.
Now I love Holden Caulfied and all of his messed up ways and wanting to know about the ducks peeks my interest, but honestly, its a book aimed toward adults. In 1951 there wasn't a teen fiction genre. And today, because the protagonist is a sixteen year old boy wondering around NYC, and because it was forced upon them as sixteen year olds, English teacher make us read it.
I didn't get it when I was 16, I didn't get anything when I was 16, I still wanted Harry and Hermione to get together when I was 16 (talk about confused!). To have to think about and analyze the life of a kid as messed up as Holden was 50 or 60 years ago is almost too much for a kid today to do. Not saying that teenagers as a whole are stupid (I just don't want them in my cafe eating my food when I have to go to class in a half hour), in fact most teenagers are smarter than many people believe. I have cousins, they way smarter than I was when I was their age.
My teacher wouldn't listen to my argument, because the first thing I said was "John Green said in an article in the Indy Star..." (linkage:http://www.indy.com/posts/meet-novelist-screenwriter-youtube-sensation-john-green)
I thought that having a, you know, award winning author back up my statements would make what i was saying better, but I honestly should have known better. He thinks that my reading view is strictly on John Green and Maureen Johnson, because that's what I've been reading lately (and because of John's videos I feel like I know him kind of).
I've read the classic "teen" books and I think they are missing what the more modern ones have, like that connection between what is happening in the characters life to the teens life. So much happened to Holden it's almost too much to take, but then someone like Margo Roth Spiegelman or Ginny in Thirteen Little Blue Envelopes has just enough complicated in their life that it connects more the reader, makes us want to know more.
Holden Caufield has this, but not for a 16 year old. It took me three times reading it before I got the big parts of the symbolism and themes and stuff.
I'm not trying to say The Catcher in the Rye is a bad book. It's a great book, a classic coming-of-age novel. BUT we shouldn't be forced to read it by teachers. It ruins the book.
Adam Lambert is the most amazing person to come out of that show, and you know how much I love David Cook. I have a wall of David.
I would like to clarify that I will never have a wall of Adam, but I most likely would have voted for Adam if he was on last season, while secretly stock piling pictures of David Cook.
Oh Wow! I am a dork. But seriously, Adam Lambert soooo amazing.
Today I argued with my writing teacher over The Catcher in the Rye. Over whether or not it is a book about a teenager forced upon teens, or a book for teenagers, forced upon them by teachers who think it will be good for them.
Now I love Holden Caulfied and all of his messed up ways and wanting to know about the ducks peeks my interest, but honestly, its a book aimed toward adults. In 1951 there wasn't a teen fiction genre. And today, because the protagonist is a sixteen year old boy wondering around NYC, and because it was forced upon them as sixteen year olds, English teacher make us read it.
I didn't get it when I was 16, I didn't get anything when I was 16, I still wanted Harry and Hermione to get together when I was 16 (talk about confused!). To have to think about and analyze the life of a kid as messed up as Holden was 50 or 60 years ago is almost too much for a kid today to do. Not saying that teenagers as a whole are stupid (I just don't want them in my cafe eating my food when I have to go to class in a half hour), in fact most teenagers are smarter than many people believe. I have cousins, they way smarter than I was when I was their age.
My teacher wouldn't listen to my argument, because the first thing I said was "John Green said in an article in the Indy Star..." (linkage:http://www.indy.com/posts/meet-novelist-screenwriter-youtube-sensation-john-green)
I thought that having a, you know, award winning author back up my statements would make what i was saying better, but I honestly should have known better. He thinks that my reading view is strictly on John Green and Maureen Johnson, because that's what I've been reading lately (and because of John's videos I feel like I know him kind of).
I've read the classic "teen" books and I think they are missing what the more modern ones have, like that connection between what is happening in the characters life to the teens life. So much happened to Holden it's almost too much to take, but then someone like Margo Roth Spiegelman or Ginny in Thirteen Little Blue Envelopes has just enough complicated in their life that it connects more the reader, makes us want to know more.
Holden Caufield has this, but not for a 16 year old. It took me three times reading it before I got the big parts of the symbolism and themes and stuff.
I'm not trying to say The Catcher in the Rye is a bad book. It's a great book, a classic coming-of-age novel. BUT we shouldn't be forced to read it by teachers. It ruins the book.
Monday, April 13, 2009
I know, I know...
I didn't blog yesterday. I have excusses though!
1. It was Easter
2. I was really tired when I got back to campus and fell asleep when I got here.
I will blog two in one day soon, I promise I will have 30 blogs for the 30 days in April... Unless this April turns into last November when I made that promise about vlogging... **crosses fingers praying that won't happen because that would SUCK!**
I just got finished painting 10 boxes grey. I know what you're thinking, how many boxes are there in this play?
answer: A LOT!
Don't worry I'll take a picture eventually, or maybe Jen will be cool enough to come see the play and video some of it and let me post in on my channel? I would love you forever, as in I will become a vampire and live forever so I can love you FOREVER! (part of that is a lie)
Easter wasn't too eventful, but It was fun. My family is weird. Noelles liked it though.
Well I must de-paint myself. I am a messy messy painter.
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because we're almost done painting!
1. It was Easter
2. I was really tired when I got back to campus and fell asleep when I got here.
I will blog two in one day soon, I promise I will have 30 blogs for the 30 days in April... Unless this April turns into last November when I made that promise about vlogging... **crosses fingers praying that won't happen because that would SUCK!**
I just got finished painting 10 boxes grey. I know what you're thinking, how many boxes are there in this play?
answer: A LOT!
Don't worry I'll take a picture eventually, or maybe Jen will be cool enough to come see the play and video some of it and let me post in on my channel? I would love you forever, as in I will become a vampire and live forever so I can love you FOREVER! (part of that is a lie)
Easter wasn't too eventful, but It was fun. My family is weird. Noelles liked it though.
Well I must de-paint myself. I am a messy messy painter.
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because we're almost done painting!
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Well, 10:30 is wayyy better than 5pm
I went to bed at 2am, so I feel that I'm almost back on a regular sleeping pattern, hopefully. I'll keep you posted on whether or not I'm dying of "brain invading the ear canal disease" (real disease say it yesterday on Mystery Diagnosis).
Anyways, something awesome happened the other day that I've been too busy sleeping to write about. Noelles told me I was like the big sister she never had. How awesome is that. I just about cried. I honestly love Noelles, and its just so awesome that she said something like that. I mean, I consider most of my friends family (excluding Brittany, jks she's my twin brother), and to have my friends say basically the same thing back is probs the best think I've been told. (Well that, and Video Game Boy telling me that he would cut up dead bodies and make me a boyfriend out of them, which was equal parts wickedly creepy, and sweet)
I really do feel much more awake today, which is a good thing considering I'm driving home with Noelles for Easter dinner. That will be an experience like no other, you think I'm weird, you should meet my Dad (he makes trees!). I enjoy when my mom says something like "how did you get so weird?" and I can say "Well Mom, my father spends his free time doing science experiments on trees and calling himself a jelly chemist."
I hearts my dad.
I guess that's it for today, I'll be sure to give you full details on the insanity that will be Easter at my house tomorrow.
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because I woke up in time to go to lunch. :)
Anyways, something awesome happened the other day that I've been too busy sleeping to write about. Noelles told me I was like the big sister she never had. How awesome is that. I just about cried. I honestly love Noelles, and its just so awesome that she said something like that. I mean, I consider most of my friends family (excluding Brittany, jks she's my twin brother), and to have my friends say basically the same thing back is probs the best think I've been told. (Well that, and Video Game Boy telling me that he would cut up dead bodies and make me a boyfriend out of them, which was equal parts wickedly creepy, and sweet)
I really do feel much more awake today, which is a good thing considering I'm driving home with Noelles for Easter dinner. That will be an experience like no other, you think I'm weird, you should meet my Dad (he makes trees!). I enjoy when my mom says something like "how did you get so weird?" and I can say "Well Mom, my father spends his free time doing science experiments on trees and calling himself a jelly chemist."
I hearts my dad.
I guess that's it for today, I'll be sure to give you full details on the insanity that will be Easter at my house tomorrow.
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because I woke up in time to go to lunch. :)
If I watch enough House, I will become convinced that I'm dying...
Well, House and Mystery Diagnosis on TLC.
I normally sleep late on Fridays because I don't have class on Fridays, but after sleeping through a good 7/8ths of yesterday I figured I would watch up at 8 when my alarm goes off. LIES! I woke up at 1:30, because my roommates were blow drying something. (It could have been their hair, but you can never really be sure. It also may have been really big trucks backing up out side, I have a bad ear.)
At about 2, I got a sever head ache and started to eat bread, because that's what I do, and then after talking to Jen for about a half hour, maybe, I went back to sleep, until I realized I was supposed to he helping paint in the lobby.
I took the Barbaloots along (which are 7 teddy bears, and a stuffed monkey).
Tomorrow I'm doing more painting, hopefully less sleeping, and going home with Noelles for Easter.
Hopefully I will get some writing done before brunch. I really need to.
Today was awesome because Video Game Boy accidentally painted one of our Truffula trees pink. :)
I normally sleep late on Fridays because I don't have class on Fridays, but after sleeping through a good 7/8ths of yesterday I figured I would watch up at 8 when my alarm goes off. LIES! I woke up at 1:30, because my roommates were blow drying something. (It could have been their hair, but you can never really be sure. It also may have been really big trucks backing up out side, I have a bad ear.)
At about 2, I got a sever head ache and started to eat bread, because that's what I do, and then after talking to Jen for about a half hour, maybe, I went back to sleep, until I realized I was supposed to he helping paint in the lobby.
I took the Barbaloots along (which are 7 teddy bears, and a stuffed monkey).
Tomorrow I'm doing more painting, hopefully less sleeping, and going home with Noelles for Easter.
Hopefully I will get some writing done before brunch. I really need to.
Today was awesome because Video Game Boy accidentally painted one of our Truffula trees pink. :)
Thursday, April 9, 2009
I woke up at 4:30 today...
and Only because Katie called me to ask me why I wasn't at the THES meeting. Failure as a president at it's finest right there.
Obvs, I didn't shower, because I woke up at 4:30 and whats the point if your just going to go to be in like three hours and you're not leaving your room anyway, I was going down stairs to get the food I ordered for what I guess would be breakfast in my case, and my video game boy friend stopped me to tell me I looked beautiful today.
I have I didn't shower today hair and was wearing the shirt I wore yesterday and sweatpants with day old make-up on my face. I did not look beautiful. It was weird. but I liked it.
tomorrow I will post a blog with more substance, I'm sort of tired.
Talk to you tomorrow
Obvs, I didn't shower, because I woke up at 4:30 and whats the point if your just going to go to be in like three hours and you're not leaving your room anyway, I was going down stairs to get the food I ordered for what I guess would be breakfast in my case, and my video game boy friend stopped me to tell me I looked beautiful today.
I have I didn't shower today hair and was wearing the shirt I wore yesterday and sweatpants with day old make-up on my face. I did not look beautiful. It was weird. but I liked it.
tomorrow I will post a blog with more substance, I'm sort of tired.
Talk to you tomorrow
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
you may know that I'm a dork
So today is Wednesday, which means I vlog for the sassy lady society (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dsEeDbetM-A) <- that's my video for today.
In it i discuss American Idol. OMGZ!!!!
Adam Lambert is so amazing. I mean, my one true American Idol love is and always will be David Cook, but seriously, Adam is just so great. Simon gave him a standing o! SIMON! Sometimes I don't even think he even likes the show, and yesterday he stood for a performance!!!
I seriously wish more of my friends watched idol so I could Adam Lambert fan girl somewhere that wasn't my blog, but since I have no other outlet... here you go.
I have to get ready, watch idol, then go out with my friends.
I will talk to ya'll tomorrow :)
In it i discuss American Idol. OMGZ!!!!
Adam Lambert is so amazing. I mean, my one true American Idol love is and always will be David Cook, but seriously, Adam is just so great. Simon gave him a standing o! SIMON! Sometimes I don't even think he even likes the show, and yesterday he stood for a performance!!!
I seriously wish more of my friends watched idol so I could Adam Lambert fan girl somewhere that wasn't my blog, but since I have no other outlet... here you go.
I have to get ready, watch idol, then go out with my friends.
I will talk to ya'll tomorrow :)
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
arg!
So I have some dilemmas, the first is kind of an academic one. Mostly by the 30th of April I have to have a 140 page novel written, of which I've written 77 pages. So yea, I'm mostly stuck on where to go from the point that I'm at.
The book is mildly based on my emotional feelings, and at this point in the story, my main character has sort of passed my current emotional feelings, so I don't really know where to go next. It's hard to explain without giving away major moments of the book, and since I want to, like, do something with it eventually, I feel giving away major plot points may be a bad idea.
Secondly, is phone calls. My friend Jen, who currently is the only subscriber to this blog, keeps calling me to talk about important things. I as a friend, want to talk to her about these important things, because she did the same thing for me, however, I'm always hanging out with my friends, or at wal-mart,or a very special episode of House is on (I thought it was a repeat this week, but it wasn't. It was an important episode as far as television show episodes go), or sleeping when she calls and I feel bad because I can't have a regular conversation about what's going on. And I feel bad, and like a bad friend.
I mean I'm not trying to be a bad friend, I want to be there, but it's like I also feel bad saying no to my other friends that also want me around, and to convince them that washing your hair with bar soap isn't good. But I also need to be there for Jen in her time of need. And I'm kind of being a jerk to her, and I don't want to be. :( I is sorry Jen. I will call you later.
I've never been in the position where I have more that like 3 friends at a time, so friend time management isn't a skill I possess. When I had 3 friends we all hung out together, and only really hung out when we were at school or volleyball. Now I'm 22 and most of my friend live in the same building as me. And trying to make it so that I don't upset people by making plans with everyone when one friend really needs me and I don't want to be a jerk to my other friends that I'm physically hanging out with by talking to my other friend on the phone. And they get mad when they know I'm just sitting alone in my room doing nothing. But I'm normally not doing nothing because I have to write 70 pages in the next month!!! If I wasn't so damn weird in high school...
Thirdly, I really want a kitten, but the people I will be living with next year, are allergic to cats.
In an unrelated area... why do boys think its okay to wash their hair with bar soap? Seriously?
Why doesn't it occur to them that it's a bad idea? What do they think shampoo is for?
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because: I used body wash that smells like fruit loops today :)
The book is mildly based on my emotional feelings, and at this point in the story, my main character has sort of passed my current emotional feelings, so I don't really know where to go next. It's hard to explain without giving away major moments of the book, and since I want to, like, do something with it eventually, I feel giving away major plot points may be a bad idea.
Secondly, is phone calls. My friend Jen, who currently is the only subscriber to this blog, keeps calling me to talk about important things. I as a friend, want to talk to her about these important things, because she did the same thing for me, however, I'm always hanging out with my friends, or at wal-mart,or a very special episode of House is on (I thought it was a repeat this week, but it wasn't. It was an important episode as far as television show episodes go), or sleeping when she calls and I feel bad because I can't have a regular conversation about what's going on. And I feel bad, and like a bad friend.
I mean I'm not trying to be a bad friend, I want to be there, but it's like I also feel bad saying no to my other friends that also want me around, and to convince them that washing your hair with bar soap isn't good. But I also need to be there for Jen in her time of need. And I'm kind of being a jerk to her, and I don't want to be. :( I is sorry Jen. I will call you later.
I've never been in the position where I have more that like 3 friends at a time, so friend time management isn't a skill I possess. When I had 3 friends we all hung out together, and only really hung out when we were at school or volleyball. Now I'm 22 and most of my friend live in the same building as me. And trying to make it so that I don't upset people by making plans with everyone when one friend really needs me and I don't want to be a jerk to my other friends that I'm physically hanging out with by talking to my other friend on the phone. And they get mad when they know I'm just sitting alone in my room doing nothing. But I'm normally not doing nothing because I have to write 70 pages in the next month!!! If I wasn't so damn weird in high school...
Thirdly, I really want a kitten, but the people I will be living with next year, are allergic to cats.
In an unrelated area... why do boys think its okay to wash their hair with bar soap? Seriously?
Why doesn't it occur to them that it's a bad idea? What do they think shampoo is for?
And that is the end of the story
Today is awesome because: I used body wash that smells like fruit loops today :)
Monday, April 6, 2009
I was boob grazed
I'm the President of my school's drama club.
This being said, you know can clearly picture most of my friends: drama nerds, video game boys, and the like.
We're putting on a performance of the Dr. Suess classic "The Lorax" on the 25th, and we started painting the sets today. John Mike (of the Video Game Boy variety of friend, also the kid who's car I pushed) is playing the Oncler, so we had to build him into a Oncler shack made of cardboard boxes.
John Mike is quite a bit taller that me, so while completely in cased in boxes with only arm holes, he pushed out and basically punched me in the boob. He was the only boy painting so he got super embarrassed and the four girls started laughing.
There was really no point to that story, but I felt the need to tell it because it was funny.
What else happened in my life???
I got really drunk yesterday, and ate a huge container of strawberries. That was fun.
Example of how big nerds my friends and I are. We call drinking "going to hogsmead" because it sounds cooler.
I hearts my friends.
Today is awesome because there was stuffing at dinner again today! And I got to paint a Truffula tree. :)
This being said, you know can clearly picture most of my friends: drama nerds, video game boys, and the like.
We're putting on a performance of the Dr. Suess classic "The Lorax" on the 25th, and we started painting the sets today. John Mike (of the Video Game Boy variety of friend, also the kid who's car I pushed) is playing the Oncler, so we had to build him into a Oncler shack made of cardboard boxes.
John Mike is quite a bit taller that me, so while completely in cased in boxes with only arm holes, he pushed out and basically punched me in the boob. He was the only boy painting so he got super embarrassed and the four girls started laughing.
There was really no point to that story, but I felt the need to tell it because it was funny.
What else happened in my life???
I got really drunk yesterday, and ate a huge container of strawberries. That was fun.
Example of how big nerds my friends and I are. We call drinking "going to hogsmead" because it sounds cooler.
I hearts my friends.
Today is awesome because there was stuffing at dinner again today! And I got to paint a Truffula tree. :)
Sunday, April 5, 2009
I pushed a car today
Firstly, I saw Monsters v. Aliens with Georgie and Dave yesterday. It was awesome. An animated awesome with Seth Rogan and awesome. Go see it.
I lied about that other day that I said was the best day of vacation being the best day of vacation.
Because today, the last day of vacation that consisted mostly of driving and moving things up 2 flights of stairs was the best day of vacation.
Mostly because I, with help from a boy that weighs about 16lbs and talks constantly about Pokemon and a leprechaun (I can say this about them because they are my friends), pushed a car across a parking lot. I got to work my overweight, out-of-shape car pushing muscles in flip flops while the jocks laughed at us.
Pushing a jeep across the Bartlett Hall lobby is about 95% awesomer than painting cardboard boxes in the rain in a shed filled with things that look like they could seriously harm me if I bumped into them.
Why was this the best day of vacation?
Because I got to hang out with my friends, and there was stuffing for dinner!!!
I lied about that other day that I said was the best day of vacation being the best day of vacation.
Because today, the last day of vacation that consisted mostly of driving and moving things up 2 flights of stairs was the best day of vacation.
Mostly because I, with help from a boy that weighs about 16lbs and talks constantly about Pokemon and a leprechaun (I can say this about them because they are my friends), pushed a car across a parking lot. I got to work my overweight, out-of-shape car pushing muscles in flip flops while the jocks laughed at us.
Pushing a jeep across the Bartlett Hall lobby is about 95% awesomer than painting cardboard boxes in the rain in a shed filled with things that look like they could seriously harm me if I bumped into them.
Why was this the best day of vacation?
Because I got to hang out with my friends, and there was stuffing for dinner!!!
Saturday, April 4, 2009
A blog on Blogs
This blog is going to be a little bit different than any of my other blogs. Today I’m going to dive into the history of the blog, how they came be, and why we use them. I’m going to explore where the blog phenomenon came from, and link you to a few of my favorites throughout.
Let’s begin with the word. “Blog,” as defined by the dictionary means: to writes or maintain a weblog. We as writers of weblogs are bloggers. The term “blog” that we use, usually means weblog.
The first use of the term “weblog” was on August 14, 1995 in the paper “Exploiting the World-Wide Web for Electronic Meeting Document Analysis and Management” by G. Raikundalia & M. Rees, of Bond University in the Gold Coast of Australia. Interestingly enough, the term “weblog” does not appear in the record of this paper at the Charles Sturt University website.
The term that we use today came from Jorn Barger of the weblog Robot Wisdom (http://www.robotwisdom.com) in December 1997. This would be what we think of a blog on the popular websites such as http://www.livejournal.com, http://www.wordpress.com, and http://www.blogger.com. The shortened form, "blog," was coined by Peter Merholz, who jokingly broke the word weblog into the phrase we blog in the sidebar of his blog (http://www.Peterme.com) in the spring of1999.
We write about whatever we feel needs to be written about whether it be like my blog which is mainly about what happens on a day to day basis. But a blog can be about literally anything including what tie Brian Williams wore on the Night News (http://brianwilliamstiereportarchives.blogspot.com/). Most of the blogs I read, however, are more personally based. I read my friend’s blogs and the blogs of authors that I like, for example Maureen Johnson (http://maureenjohnson.blogspot.com) and John Green (http://www.sparksflyup.com/weblog.php).
In January of 1994 a Swarthmore College Student, Justin Hall started his website which has since become Links from the Underground. His site was mainly links and reviews of other websites, until January 10, 1996. On that day Hall started to write an online diary, linked through an index on his website. Hall has been called “the father of the blog." He started to post on the internet what people had been doing for years in secret journals, only now it was in public view. Of his journal, Hall wrote: “Some days, before I go to bed, I think about my day, and how it meshed with my life, and I write a little about what learned me.” This is the major concept of most blogs today.
Today’s blogging has started to move away from all personally diary style entries. Many bloggers are taking a stand in the mass media and news. The first known use of a blog in this way was after Hurricane Bonnie in August of 1998 by Jonathan Dube.
As blogging has become more popular, the websites that I mentioned earlier as well as countless others began to pop up, giving the regular person a chance to get involved in the blogging community.
In October of 1998, Open Diary (http://www.opendiary.com/) was founded. This was the first of the blogging websites that allowed comments on blog entries. Shortly thereafter, in March of 1999, Brian Fitzpatrick founded livejournal (http://www.livejournal.com). Also in 1999, the site that we are on right now (http://www.blogger.com) was started by Evan Williams and Meg Hourihan of Pyra Labs. Google then bought this site in 2003.
Livejournal is where my personal journey of blogging begins, I have since deleted my original journal but I started it in October or November of 2003 in order to have an online fight with one of my friends over which play of the Boston Bruins was better. Being sixteen, this seemed like the logical thing to do. I like to believe that I won this fight, but I think that in actually, no one really cared after a while and we moved t o fight about some other stupid teenage girl thing.
Eventually I moved on the greatestjournal, which is basically the exact same thing as livejournal expect there is more space to have cute icons. My entries on both my live and greatest journals we’re anything exciting. Just typical what I did today lame entries. It wasn’t until recently that I started posting my fiction writing on the internet in my blogs.
Today, I am involved in a blogging project that involves over 300 nerdfighters, and Serket Agents. Nerdfighters are fans of the writing of John Green, and Serket Agents are the unofficial name of fans of Maureen Johnson. Both are young adult fictions authors. And John Green, along with his younger brother Hank, is a popular vloggers.
The project is Blog Ever Day April (popularly known as BEDA) the concept is simple, for the thirty days in April, one posts a new blog. A list of the bloggers can be found in Jordan’s blog (http://blogeverydayapril.blogspot.com/), along the side.
Blogging has become part of many people’s daily life. I, personally, feel as if I belong in the blogging community. There isn’t anyone telling the writer of a blog that what they are saying is boring or uninteresting. I know what I’m writing ninety-five percent of the time is boring and uninteresting. I may not have one of the most popular blogs, but I feel connected to the internet and the community that it encompasses. Letting my feelings and thoughts out here on the internet, I will hopefully become someone that gets followers and can be a big part of the internet world as a whole.
Sources:
http://www.blogherald.com/2005/03/06/a-short-history-of-blogging/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blog
I will soon be posting a video about video blogs, on my youtube channel (http://www.youtube.com/users/misuseofairqoutes). If I can figure out how to post them in here, I will. If not I will post the link here.
Let’s begin with the word. “Blog,” as defined by the dictionary means: to writes or maintain a weblog. We as writers of weblogs are bloggers. The term “blog” that we use, usually means weblog.
The first use of the term “weblog” was on August 14, 1995 in the paper “Exploiting the World-Wide Web for Electronic Meeting Document Analysis and Management” by G. Raikundalia & M. Rees, of Bond University in the Gold Coast of Australia. Interestingly enough, the term “weblog” does not appear in the record of this paper at the Charles Sturt University website.
The term that we use today came from Jorn Barger of the weblog Robot Wisdom (http://www.robotwisdom.com) in December 1997. This would be what we think of a blog on the popular websites such as http://www.livejournal.com, http://www.wordpress.com, and http://www.blogger.com. The shortened form, "blog," was coined by Peter Merholz, who jokingly broke the word weblog into the phrase we blog in the sidebar of his blog (http://www.Peterme.com) in the spring of1999.
We write about whatever we feel needs to be written about whether it be like my blog which is mainly about what happens on a day to day basis. But a blog can be about literally anything including what tie Brian Williams wore on the Night News (http://brianwilliamstiereportarchives.blogspot.com/). Most of the blogs I read, however, are more personally based. I read my friend’s blogs and the blogs of authors that I like, for example Maureen Johnson (http://maureenjohnson.blogspot.com) and John Green (http://www.sparksflyup.com/weblog.php).
In January of 1994 a Swarthmore College Student, Justin Hall started his website which has since become Links from the Underground. His site was mainly links and reviews of other websites, until January 10, 1996. On that day Hall started to write an online diary, linked through an index on his website. Hall has been called “the father of the blog." He started to post on the internet what people had been doing for years in secret journals, only now it was in public view. Of his journal, Hall wrote: “Some days, before I go to bed, I think about my day, and how it meshed with my life, and I write a little about what learned me.” This is the major concept of most blogs today.
Today’s blogging has started to move away from all personally diary style entries. Many bloggers are taking a stand in the mass media and news. The first known use of a blog in this way was after Hurricane Bonnie in August of 1998 by Jonathan Dube.
As blogging has become more popular, the websites that I mentioned earlier as well as countless others began to pop up, giving the regular person a chance to get involved in the blogging community.
In October of 1998, Open Diary (http://www.opendiary.com/) was founded. This was the first of the blogging websites that allowed comments on blog entries. Shortly thereafter, in March of 1999, Brian Fitzpatrick founded livejournal (http://www.livejournal.com). Also in 1999, the site that we are on right now (http://www.blogger.com) was started by Evan Williams and Meg Hourihan of Pyra Labs. Google then bought this site in 2003.
Livejournal is where my personal journey of blogging begins, I have since deleted my original journal but I started it in October or November of 2003 in order to have an online fight with one of my friends over which play of the Boston Bruins was better. Being sixteen, this seemed like the logical thing to do. I like to believe that I won this fight, but I think that in actually, no one really cared after a while and we moved t o fight about some other stupid teenage girl thing.
Eventually I moved on the greatestjournal, which is basically the exact same thing as livejournal expect there is more space to have cute icons. My entries on both my live and greatest journals we’re anything exciting. Just typical what I did today lame entries. It wasn’t until recently that I started posting my fiction writing on the internet in my blogs.
Today, I am involved in a blogging project that involves over 300 nerdfighters, and Serket Agents. Nerdfighters are fans of the writing of John Green, and Serket Agents are the unofficial name of fans of Maureen Johnson. Both are young adult fictions authors. And John Green, along with his younger brother Hank, is a popular vloggers.
The project is Blog Ever Day April (popularly known as BEDA) the concept is simple, for the thirty days in April, one posts a new blog. A list of the bloggers can be found in Jordan’s blog (http://blogeverydayapril.blogspot.com/), along the side.
Blogging has become part of many people’s daily life. I, personally, feel as if I belong in the blogging community. There isn’t anyone telling the writer of a blog that what they are saying is boring or uninteresting. I know what I’m writing ninety-five percent of the time is boring and uninteresting. I may not have one of the most popular blogs, but I feel connected to the internet and the community that it encompasses. Letting my feelings and thoughts out here on the internet, I will hopefully become someone that gets followers and can be a big part of the internet world as a whole.
Sources:
http://www.blogherald.com/2005/03/06/a-short-history-of-blogging/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blog
I will soon be posting a video about video blogs, on my youtube channel (http://www.youtube.com/users/misuseofairqoutes). If I can figure out how to post them in here, I will. If not I will post the link here.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Today was maybe the most exciting day of spring break
Today, it rained. Like a lot. And I'm not a big fan of rain, but I got a call from Tabby asking me to go the mall with her, so I drove there. And I malled with Adam and Tabby, then went to The Holy Grail with them and Brittany.
And once again managed to do nothing that I was supposed to, except buy paint. Now tomorrow, I have to paint 15 boxes white, and go to the movies (because I already bought tickets) and meet up with Brit at 4ish. AND write my blog on blogs. Oh my life.
This wouldn't be such a sour deal if I like, you know, planned things further in advance, like more that 15 seconds.
EXAMPLE OF MY POOR TIME MANAGEMENT SKILLS
Two days ago at work I had a ten minute break, I was hungry and I had to pee. I decided that food was more important than the possibility of wetting myself, so i bought starbursts and ate them outside. I totally could have eaten the starburst on the way or even in the bathroom. But no. I then clocked back in an less than a minute later really really had to pee, like bad.
I know this is kind of a ridiculous story, but it's just so you, as my reader, understand how badly I manage time.
What else is going on in my life...
I need to clean my room. I also I bought the two Harry Potter books I didn't own, the one about wild creatures and Quiddich. I'm excited about them.
I also still have to make my "I'm doing BEDA" vlog. I'll do that on Sunday when I have better lighting, or maybe before I head back up to school.
I still have so much to accomplish and only two days to do it. Where did my Spring Break go??
And that is the end of the story
And once again managed to do nothing that I was supposed to, except buy paint. Now tomorrow, I have to paint 15 boxes white, and go to the movies (because I already bought tickets) and meet up with Brit at 4ish. AND write my blog on blogs. Oh my life.
This wouldn't be such a sour deal if I like, you know, planned things further in advance, like more that 15 seconds.
EXAMPLE OF MY POOR TIME MANAGEMENT SKILLS
Two days ago at work I had a ten minute break, I was hungry and I had to pee. I decided that food was more important than the possibility of wetting myself, so i bought starbursts and ate them outside. I totally could have eaten the starburst on the way or even in the bathroom. But no. I then clocked back in an less than a minute later really really had to pee, like bad.
I know this is kind of a ridiculous story, but it's just so you, as my reader, understand how badly I manage time.
What else is going on in my life...
I need to clean my room. I also I bought the two Harry Potter books I didn't own, the one about wild creatures and Quiddich. I'm excited about them.
I also still have to make my "I'm doing BEDA" vlog. I'll do that on Sunday when I have better lighting, or maybe before I head back up to school.
I still have so much to accomplish and only two days to do it. Where did my Spring Break go??
And that is the end of the story
Thursday, April 2, 2009
goal for April: figure out how to put pictures in my blogs
Welcome to day to of BEDA!
I haven't made a video on my personal channel on youtube in like 2 months, so I think I'm going to do that tomorrow. Mostly telling people that I'm doing this, that seems like a plausible idea. (http://www.youtube.com/misuseofairqoutes if you're interested)
Yesterday I found 2 Hillary Duff CD's in my desk. This is mostly awesome, because now, way after her prime, it's a lot cooler to own them, like owning Hanson's Middle Of Nowhere album now, whereas it was not cool to own it in 1997.
I also found a photo I took my senior year of high school the day that the sprinklers didn't work so we got to go home early. It's pretty epic, five people sitting on skateboards going down a hill, three of which I don't talk to anymore. I feel the more pictures like this I find, the closer I'll get to the one I'm actually looking for. Which I'm in so I definitely didn't take, considering I was in fourth grade at the time.
I really want to find this picture, I think it will help me with writing my novel. Not that it like has magical powers or anything, just that I think having it in my hands will bring back the crazy emotions I really need to get through this part of my book. I'm pretty sure I'm stuck right now mostly because I'm not at my school desk where I normally work. There I have all the evidence I need staring me in the face. Maybe I'll head up the street tomorrow, since the snows all melted. Maybe going to the site of the accident will bring back enough to get me over this hump I'm stuck in.
Not that I want to go up there. I would rather spend my life completely avoiding the top half of this road for the rest of my life. My novel isn't even really about what happened in December. I started writing it way before then, I just think it makes it that much more real in my mind that I have that kind of experience to lean on.
Hopefully that makes at least a little bit of sense to someone randomly reading this that doesn't know what happened...
Well, I need to go find some clean socks and head off to work. Oh what fun.
Happy writing Beda-ers
And that is the end of the story
I haven't made a video on my personal channel on youtube in like 2 months, so I think I'm going to do that tomorrow. Mostly telling people that I'm doing this, that seems like a plausible idea. (http://www.youtube.com/misuseofairqoutes if you're interested)
Yesterday I found 2 Hillary Duff CD's in my desk. This is mostly awesome, because now, way after her prime, it's a lot cooler to own them, like owning Hanson's Middle Of Nowhere album now, whereas it was not cool to own it in 1997.
I also found a photo I took my senior year of high school the day that the sprinklers didn't work so we got to go home early. It's pretty epic, five people sitting on skateboards going down a hill, three of which I don't talk to anymore. I feel the more pictures like this I find, the closer I'll get to the one I'm actually looking for. Which I'm in so I definitely didn't take, considering I was in fourth grade at the time.
I really want to find this picture, I think it will help me with writing my novel. Not that it like has magical powers or anything, just that I think having it in my hands will bring back the crazy emotions I really need to get through this part of my book. I'm pretty sure I'm stuck right now mostly because I'm not at my school desk where I normally work. There I have all the evidence I need staring me in the face. Maybe I'll head up the street tomorrow, since the snows all melted. Maybe going to the site of the accident will bring back enough to get me over this hump I'm stuck in.
Not that I want to go up there. I would rather spend my life completely avoiding the top half of this road for the rest of my life. My novel isn't even really about what happened in December. I started writing it way before then, I just think it makes it that much more real in my mind that I have that kind of experience to lean on.
Hopefully that makes at least a little bit of sense to someone randomly reading this that doesn't know what happened...
Well, I need to go find some clean socks and head off to work. Oh what fun.
Happy writing Beda-ers
And that is the end of the story
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
I think I'll work on focus for my next one :)
This first part is stolen from Maureen Johnson's blog (http://maureenjohnson.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html)
I commit to this idea and am determined to create something EVERY DAY in April, including weekends. Every day, I will find something to say. I embrace the reality that there is always something to talk about, if you are willing to take the time to look for it.
I, Deanna L Cooley, promise to blog every day in April.
One of these blogs is going to be a blog on blogs, going up on Saturday. You'll like it trust me.
Today, I don't really have much to talk about, which is most likely going to become a running theme, for proof this, check out the vlog every day November I did: (http://www.youtube.com/user/misuseofairqoutes)
I'm working on my novel pretty hard, maybe I'll post some of that eventually, or talk at lengths about how much I love American Idol and Micheal J Fox, because I am both a 12 year-old girl, and a creepy 22 year-old that loves the 80's too much.
Speaking of the much beloved MJF, he has a new book entitled: Always looking up, and adventure in incurable optimism. Which in his own words is both a short joke as well as a play on the word incurable. I feel I need this book, as well has his first one, Lucky Man, which I know surprises you that I don't own. But believe me I'm working on it. :)
On the American Idol front, I'm pretty sure I love Adam Lambert. Now, I still love David Cook, a lot, but I think if Adam and David were in the same season, Adam might take it.
David is going to performing on Idol tonight. I'm excited about this. Like a lot excited.
In other news, don't watch any of Hank Green's videos until he does he his Carrie Bradshaw punishment.
Talk to you all tomorrow
And that is the end of the story
I commit to this idea and am determined to create something EVERY DAY in April, including weekends. Every day, I will find something to say. I embrace the reality that there is always something to talk about, if you are willing to take the time to look for it.
I, Deanna L Cooley, promise to blog every day in April.
One of these blogs is going to be a blog on blogs, going up on Saturday. You'll like it trust me.
Today, I don't really have much to talk about, which is most likely going to become a running theme, for proof this, check out the vlog every day November I did: (http://www.youtube.com/user/misuseofairqoutes)
I'm working on my novel pretty hard, maybe I'll post some of that eventually, or talk at lengths about how much I love American Idol and Micheal J Fox, because I am both a 12 year-old girl, and a creepy 22 year-old that loves the 80's too much.
Speaking of the much beloved MJF, he has a new book entitled: Always looking up, and adventure in incurable optimism. Which in his own words is both a short joke as well as a play on the word incurable. I feel I need this book, as well has his first one, Lucky Man, which I know surprises you that I don't own. But believe me I'm working on it. :)
On the American Idol front, I'm pretty sure I love Adam Lambert. Now, I still love David Cook, a lot, but I think if Adam and David were in the same season, Adam might take it.
David is going to performing on Idol tonight. I'm excited about this. Like a lot excited.
In other news, don't watch any of Hank Green's videos until he does he his Carrie Bradshaw punishment.
Talk to you all tomorrow
And that is the end of the story
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