January 2011
43 posts
also.
after accepting my small small knack for snowboarding finding out the x games end tomorrow makes me sad. i always enjoy watching them. i mean it’s the fucking x games. who doesn’t just eat that shit up every time.
testing.
tumblrisforlulz linked to this color personality test that he did and loved, and usually these things get me pretty well but i did it twice and got two results that really only had trace amounts of me in them. both dealing with my desire to be left alone more often. the reason i stay up so fucking late, the reason i drive around town after i drive people home. that was right. everything else...
woah.
my inbox just got flooded with FAFSA and CCS info. I know my dad has been filling this shit out. should probably talk to him about it.
todayaa
i don’t suck at snowboarding nearly as much as i thought
i enjoy showers just as much as i thought i did
listening to new tunes.
gonna write.
then gonna bate.
dont hate.
things to do tonight:
hit like, eh, 2600 words?
write my religion paper. lol.
try to understand physics for my test tomorrow. like srs.
math. theres a test. *throws hands in the air* I think I know whats going down but who even fucking knows.
i should write. i really can't nap anymore.
I average 4 and half hours of sleep at night and then about 3 when I get home. no bueno.
in other news: I was napping in my us history studyhall and I woke up and it was ‘english snowing’ as the english sub said ‘it looks beautiful, but it never sticks’ and womp, it did not. supposed to get some this week though. WHATEVA. i slept a lot today. glad i made friends with my...
wha
So, I plotted out the entire novel. I wrote chapter 1, which even if extended will be healthy prologue length, but it’s a chapter damn it. Now I’m writing chapter 2 and for some reason years ago I decided to see if I could write this chapter without dialogue. I’ve done 3 pages single spaced with only two instances of the character it follows thinking in her head. I have enough...
watched mamma mia twice.
now i’m sad it’s over.
that felt amazing.
I just started writing my book.
I mean, it’s probably the 5th draft of the first chapter but yeah. So, what have y’all done today?
4 people know my plot.
this is coming to fruition.
none of them said it sounded like harry potter.
1 said they would buy it 1 said it sounded good 1 said it sounds like solid fantasy.
chicka yeah.
just remembered
the panoramic show of france in disneyworld.
ugh, it was so beautiful i wants me some REAL france, now.
Andrew Garfield on the cover of Details?
Ugh, I guess I’ll buy it….
3 tags
Fever.
“You pick up any girl’s up there?” Chris said hoping Alex wouldn’t pick up his head.
“Haha, no. Dan did. About four.”
Chris laughed, “Yeah, that’s Dan. Always the ladies man.”
“Yeah.” Alex said tiredly looking at the TV and thinking about the kind of man Dan really was.
It was after a brutally long 18 hour day. They’d gotten to the mountain to teach around 6 AM and after a long night...
shit.
that horrifying moment when you have a plot. it means something. your ideas take shape.
and you still know it will be re-written two more times.
I think the song for this book will be ‘Hometown Glory’. it’s about it sucks to leave home because it changes your feelings on what home is.
record.
Tonight I hung out with my bros and they recorded a song and I sat by as a muse and an assistant lyricist. I really did nothing but sit there quietly and listen and spit out rhyming words. We ate Chinese food. We played with fire. Nothing too monumentally cool. But by the time hour 7 came along my main bro and I were going at it with each other.
(this was about how he hates gwenyth paltrow) me:...
I love watching the walls come down
Mainly cause standing in the middle of it all hoping I wouldn’t get crushed really sucked. Cause it never, ever worked.
Have fun, I sometimes miss you. Not now.
I safely believe I’m the only person who does not find tattoos attractive. Covering your entire body in lines and words. That’s what your mind is for, not your skin.
“And I need to be patient, I need to be brave
Need to discover how I need to...”
– Miniature Disasters. KT Tunstall.
This is one of my favorite lines ever.
Fuck all of you, the world is great. This makes me... →
pop.you.lar.
Apparently I’m really popular. A conversation between my bestie and my bestie at school (who for lack of a better word is notorious):
her: yeah, we’re going to prom together. him: really! who’s after party are you gonna go to? her: I don’t know. we haven’t been invited. him: oh don’t worry, he’ll be invited to every after party. people love him.
Like...
justified.
my friend’s girlfriend from way way far away has been in for the last week and a half. shes leaving tomorrow so i decided to invite her over to my casa since for some reason they both really want to come to my house. some people have things holding them up late so they’re coming over at 8. i told her at 10 we’re going out to get something to eat and she laughs ‘i’m...
That awkward moment when the overwhleming failure episode of gilmore girls is sadly relatable.
it's being done.
I have 232 days.