Otherwise known as that song at the end of The Cat Returns. (called so cuz of Whisper of the Heart. That's not a very exciting movie, but it's about writers, so WTH.)I wanna do one of those "Doing something" titles, like on deviantART. So I shall.
It's kinda sad going through all the blogs. It's either reviews of something stupid or their children. I've only seen one real blog, and that's what made me decide to start blogging again.
See, I blogged for a while, but it was during a really crappy time in my life (that was self-inflicted) so I'd just write and be miserable. It sucked. But now things are slightly better, so I'm trying again. Gotta learn how to write sometime ^ ^
Editors are welcome. I try and be kinda lax about rules (this ain't no English paper) but if I misspell or have an incomplete sentence, let me know.
I have fish up top! They're amazing and zen-like.
My ultimate dream is for there to be an invasion of something, but they're really evil and easy to kill, so everyone does it for fun. And I would be amazing and powerful. Either that or some religion invented that involves lots of fighting. I could be that absent-minded monk that knows ninja moves, but is often late and a little lazy. This makes no sense.
A dream that makes a little more sense is to become a bassist/back-up singer/roadie in a band (I can't play bass. I'm not very strong. I can sing though!). Or, to set my goals a little lower, graduate high school and college, find a husband, have a kiddo or two, have some lame-ass job, and write on the side. That's do-able. Hopefully the job won't be too lame-ass.
Lately I've been sticking -ass at the end of any adjective. Lame-ass. Sketchy-ass. Ugly-ass. Etc(-ass). It's mildly amusing.
So unless I stay busy I get really depressed, so thsi weekend was packed. Friday I skipped school, went into Chicago with my friend Luca, my mom, and his mom, went to the Bean, and watched the Beckoning of Lovely (with Amy Krouse Rosenthal and John Green. Shit just got real.). I'm trying to watch the movie online now but lots of it involves watching it with a group...so I'm waiting.
Saturday I went to a sleepover party for my friend's birthday and it was super fun. Switched at Birth is such a good show!! (Kinda. It's soap-opera-y. But Emmett is hooooooooooot)
Today I kinda redid my room...took my bed off its frame so it's on the floor and in the corner instead of in the middle, pinned up the pillow that was signed by FREAKIN JOHN GREEN (so I go up to him to have him sign it and he's in this huge crowd and I wanted to say something like "I love your books!" but I actually hate Looking for Alaska cuz I read it as a pick-me-up (XD fail) and I thought Paper Towns was creepy and depressing but everything else was good but anyways all I could think to say was "OMG you're real!!" but I couldn't say that so he signed in silence. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH.), and moved some little items around.
You may have noticed
that I love paranthesis
(No freaking way, gurl!).
Haiku yeah! I do that sometimes, trying to make something into a haiku. I also like free verse, but not about a thing or a person or a memory but about the moment in which I am writing it. The only one I've written so far this school year is entitled "IN WHICH MY ENGLISH TEACHER USED THE WORD PARADOX." (they're always like that. All caps then a period. Don't ask why.)
So most of you got bored and left by now, right? Those of you still here- you're my favorites. Come to me tomorrow and tell me that you're my favorite and I shall give you a gift (PS-it's not a hug.).
I bet my favies are probably getting bored too, so I shall leave. Cya Monday~
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