Sad truth no. 1: I have no friends here. I thought I did, but upon further inspection, I realize that I have not connected to anyone beyond my boyfriend and possibly his roommate. That's really my own fault, because once I obtained said boyfriend, I forwent all possibilities of seriousness with my other relationships.
Sad truth no. 2: Operating under the delusion that I did indeed have friends here, I pretended I could afford to neglect somewhat my real friends from home. This includes my family. I have forgotten the power they have, the undeniable fact that they are the only ones who can pull me through anything.
Sad truth no. 3: Sad truths nos. 1 & 2 are really biting me in the butt right now. And I deserve it.
<3 spadeALLcross
16.10.09
New Blog
Before my mother freaks out, let me assure you that there is no reason to panic. I still use this blog for everyday things.
I have created a new blog for my NaNoWriMo stuff so that I can post the link to my facebook and elsewhere without worrying about who sees what's written here. This blog is only for special people to read :D
Mkay. Please visit my other blog early and often!
<3 spadeALLcross
I have created a new blog for my NaNoWriMo stuff so that I can post the link to my facebook and elsewhere without worrying about who sees what's written here. This blog is only for special people to read :D
Mkay. Please visit my other blog early and often!
<3 spadeALLcross
15.10.09
Preliminaries (Installment One)
Dear ya'll,
I haven't even met you yet. Honestly, I haven't even thought about the possibility of your existence until today because October has been such a crappy month I forgot that the glory of November was planning on following it. But let me tell you, now that your nondescript forms are in my head, I'm excited for your eventual arrival!
Right now, I'm thinking of a group of four or five. And I'm picturing an especially outgoing boy, and I want to name him Ben. What do you think about that, my potential extroverted character? I also sense an insecure and introspective girl named Tess. Maybe she's your sister, Ben? Or your best friend? Or your twin? I'm really deferring to you here, Ben, because you're the only clear image I've got so far. Do you see a mentor in your life? I feel like I can see one...his name...is....Okay, so we'll work that out later. We have time. Two weeks? Psh, we've got forever. Don't worry Ben.
The problem is, Ben, I don't think you're the main character. I don't know about Tess, but I'm not really feeling it from her either. So, you know, as these two weeks wear on, if you could bring some clarity as to your position, I would really appreciate it.
I think we're all going to be fast friends. Ben and I have got this great connection going already, so the rest of you have to stop hiding behind him soon, mkay? Thanks.
Lots of love,
Mommy
It's the final countdown!
A lot of stuff is going on in my life and I'm really busy for the next couple of weeks, so though I have some stuff to write about, I don't have much time to write it. I'm taking a break while watching Jim pretend that his catamaran is going through a tunnel to write this because it's slightly important.
As you may have noticed by the new title image at the top of the screen, I'm planning on participating in National Novel Writing Month. What the title image doesn't tell you is that I want your help! During the month of November, I'm going to use you as my accountability crew. Whenever I write something more, I'll post at least a portion of it here for you to comment on. If ever you want me to add something in, just leave a comment for me.
Even though the actual process isn't starting until November 1st, I'm going to casually start preparations in these two-ish weeks leading up to it, so your input can begin any time, starting with this very post. Characters you want included, episodes you think would be interesting to read about...etc. I can't promise I'll use them, but I can promise I'll read them, and if you have a blog, I'll try to at least comment back.
I tried to do this last year and didn't make it through, but I'm really excited about it this year and don't want to give up on it as quickly as I have before. So please! Please be with me on this one! Tell your friends! Get them in on it too! I want as much feedback as possible to keep me going!
Thanks, my faithful...four readers. You make my life a better place.
<3 spadeALLcross
As you may have noticed by the new title image at the top of the screen, I'm planning on participating in National Novel Writing Month. What the title image doesn't tell you is that I want your help! During the month of November, I'm going to use you as my accountability crew. Whenever I write something more, I'll post at least a portion of it here for you to comment on. If ever you want me to add something in, just leave a comment for me.
Even though the actual process isn't starting until November 1st, I'm going to casually start preparations in these two-ish weeks leading up to it, so your input can begin any time, starting with this very post. Characters you want included, episodes you think would be interesting to read about...etc. I can't promise I'll use them, but I can promise I'll read them, and if you have a blog, I'll try to at least comment back.
I tried to do this last year and didn't make it through, but I'm really excited about it this year and don't want to give up on it as quickly as I have before. So please! Please be with me on this one! Tell your friends! Get them in on it too! I want as much feedback as possible to keep me going!
Thanks, my faithful...four readers. You make my life a better place.
<3 spadeALLcross
2.10.09
I smoke my friends down to the filter
Oh man. Crazy week. Overall, not a bad week, but I wouldn't exactly call it a crown jewel among pebbles, either.
Last weekend I went to Chicago on a whirlwind adventure with three of my friends from school. It was the best weekend of this school year so far (which I suppose isn't saying much, especially with the knowledge that the weekend directly preceding it was by far the worst weekend I've experienced in a long time) if only because I had done my best to do as much homework as possible in the days leading up to it so that there was not a whole lot of pressure to work on anything while I was gone. That was handy, considering that, even if I had brought stuff to do, it wouldn't have gotten done.
The week since then has really been pretty steadily downhill until yesterday. Even with all my great foresight, I still had a lot of catching up to do after getting back to school, and I still haven't really gotten into the rhythm of school and trying to be productive. This is going to be my most full semester academically (if things go as planned, that is) and I'm still working on reconciling that to how I go about my academic business. On top of all that, there are a lot of social changes at work in my life and circles of friends, so I've been adjusting to those as well.
But, as I have taken to doing lately, let's not think about all that junk. I want to talk about the great weekend I had. There were a lot of "best parts" of it, looking back.
The actual ten-mile walk was incredibly fun. I mean, I'm not usually one for physical activity, but that experience was incredibly refreshing. A big part of it was the presence of my closest school friends and the conversations we got the opportunity to have together in that nearly 4-hour period. They completely summed up the three Star Wars I haven't seen (the newer three, the three they told me aren't worth watching, though I don't fully believe them) and the VII-IX trilogy that hasn't yet been made into movies. We talked about THE GAME (if you're a player, you just lost, beeteedubs) and the likelihood of its ending anytime soon. We talked about our friends, about each other, about our lives...I got so much closer to those three people just by walking and talking with them.
One of my other favorite parts was the lack of school rules to follow. When we got into Chicago at around 11:30 pm local time, we checked into our rooms, set up our stuff, and then the two guys came over to our room and we played cards until about 1:30 am. This would not have gone over well at school, and as we all sat there playing cards, we joked about all the Calvin laws we were breaking. Our door was not propped open, we were all sitting on the bed with no feet on the floor, and it was way past open-house hours. Saturday morning, the boys came and picked us up for breakfast, and because we hadn't had to wake up as early as they did to move the car, we were still getting ready, so they just chilled in our room and waited. Again, violations galore. Saturday night, as well. Rules broken up the wazoo.
In case anyone at Calvin who cares is reading this, I will provide this as evidence that boys and girls can be in the same room without spontaneously making babies. Also, this is proof that if anyone ever really wanted to do the nasty, the nasty would get done, with or without your permission or knowledge. Responsible freedom usually entails freedom.
I have to go to work now, so I'm going to leave this post without any formal conclusion-esque paragraph. A lot more happened last weekend than I have time to talk about here. Maybe I'll write later.
<3 spadeALLcross
Last weekend I went to Chicago on a whirlwind adventure with three of my friends from school. It was the best weekend of this school year so far (which I suppose isn't saying much, especially with the knowledge that the weekend directly preceding it was by far the worst weekend I've experienced in a long time) if only because I had done my best to do as much homework as possible in the days leading up to it so that there was not a whole lot of pressure to work on anything while I was gone. That was handy, considering that, even if I had brought stuff to do, it wouldn't have gotten done.
The week since then has really been pretty steadily downhill until yesterday. Even with all my great foresight, I still had a lot of catching up to do after getting back to school, and I still haven't really gotten into the rhythm of school and trying to be productive. This is going to be my most full semester academically (if things go as planned, that is) and I'm still working on reconciling that to how I go about my academic business. On top of all that, there are a lot of social changes at work in my life and circles of friends, so I've been adjusting to those as well.
But, as I have taken to doing lately, let's not think about all that junk. I want to talk about the great weekend I had. There were a lot of "best parts" of it, looking back.
The actual ten-mile walk was incredibly fun. I mean, I'm not usually one for physical activity, but that experience was incredibly refreshing. A big part of it was the presence of my closest school friends and the conversations we got the opportunity to have together in that nearly 4-hour period. They completely summed up the three Star Wars I haven't seen (the newer three, the three they told me aren't worth watching, though I don't fully believe them) and the VII-IX trilogy that hasn't yet been made into movies. We talked about THE GAME (if you're a player, you just lost, beeteedubs) and the likelihood of its ending anytime soon. We talked about our friends, about each other, about our lives...I got so much closer to those three people just by walking and talking with them.
One of my other favorite parts was the lack of school rules to follow. When we got into Chicago at around 11:30 pm local time, we checked into our rooms, set up our stuff, and then the two guys came over to our room and we played cards until about 1:30 am. This would not have gone over well at school, and as we all sat there playing cards, we joked about all the Calvin laws we were breaking. Our door was not propped open, we were all sitting on the bed with no feet on the floor, and it was way past open-house hours. Saturday morning, the boys came and picked us up for breakfast, and because we hadn't had to wake up as early as they did to move the car, we were still getting ready, so they just chilled in our room and waited. Again, violations galore. Saturday night, as well. Rules broken up the wazoo.
In case anyone at Calvin who cares is reading this, I will provide this as evidence that boys and girls can be in the same room without spontaneously making babies. Also, this is proof that if anyone ever really wanted to do the nasty, the nasty would get done, with or without your permission or knowledge. Responsible freedom usually entails freedom.
I have to go to work now, so I'm going to leave this post without any formal conclusion-esque paragraph. A lot more happened last weekend than I have time to talk about here. Maybe I'll write later.
<3 spadeALLcross
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