Cheating.

I'd like to get something straight. Not that anyone's accused me of this, or anything, because they haven't. But during WriMos, something that's really common is to stop using contractions, or use lots of flowery description, or switch hyphenated words into two separate words.

I don't do any of that.

Sure, I've done the occasional "Have not" instead of "haven't", but it's usually to fit the character, not to get my WC up.

The way I see it, is if I have 50K, but only 45K of actual words, once I eliminate all the "cheating", I feel like I've failed.

I want to write a novel that's got all of the right parts. I don't want to go through and have to change every "do not" into "don't"; for one, that'd get so boring, and for another, I'd hate to see the WC go down.

I don't have anything against people who do this, of course. It's just not my style.

WC of the Day:

26,687 and rising.

Halfway there.

So I did it. (: I hit the 25K.

I don't know what it is about that particular number, but hitting the halfway mark three days into the month really brought up my spirits. (: The last two thousand were torture, but I did them (I don't really remember it, but I know I wrote it, I have the proof), and I really like where the story's going.

I'd thought it would be upwards of 90,000 words, but I'm thinking it's going to be severely less than that. I just can't seem to think of a good enough subplot that'll warrant it, anymore. I thought I had more planned. Actually, I did. But unless I decide to go back and add an entire subplot, Natalie's death just isn't going to happen. Unless I decide to do it from the killer's point of view, but that's probably not going to happen, because I'd planned on keeping it completely secret until the end.

Yeah, I like mystery in my horror. :P

I guess that's it. (: All my news lately is about JulNo...

Oh! Except camp. (: But that's on the thirteenth, by which point I will be DONE, blissfully done! :D

Goodbye, lovelies!

Climbing a Mountain.

So JulNo is going really well. I've got about 22,000 words, give or take a hundred, and for three days, that's damn good.

One of the ways I've found to really motivate myself is to use this thing called the Stats Menu, on the JulNo page. Basically, everyone who's put in their wordcount for the month so far gets a rank based on said word count, and you can tell what number you are.

I've been behind a certain user for a day and a half now. Sure, others slip ahead of me, but only by a hundred or two, and I can make that up very easily. (There was a time, actually, when one user was one word ahead of me and I was like uh... Wow. Coincidence much?)

So this user (We'll call her D, though that has nothing to do with her username) has been ahead of me. Currently, she resides at the safe halfway mark of 25,000 words.

I've only got 3,000 to go, and it seems so damn hard. I don't know what it is; maybe it's a psychological thing? maybe I'm just crazy? But it seems much more difficult to do those 3,000 words than it's been to do the 22,000 I've already written.

And the 22K has been difficult. It's not been easy, no way.

I feel like I'm climbing a mountain with this. With 25K will come the halfway point of the JulNo goal (probably only a third of my actual novel, but oh well), and once I hit that, I feel it'll go much more smoothly.

It doesn't help that I'm at a point in time where my characters are all remembering their awful, awful pasts, and I hate doing that to them...

I'm going to hit 25K, though. I will. If not today, then tomorrow.

I really, really want to get it today, though. (:

(This has been a procrastination-heavy blog post by me. ;D)

JulNoWriMo

July Novel Writing Month.

Have you heard of it?

Basically, it's a time, much like National Novel Writing Month, where you write 50,000 words in a month.

No, I'm not kidding. (;

It's very very insane, and very very fun. (:

So far, I've got... 13,134 words. I hope to have 14,000 by bedtime, but I doubt that'll happen. Ah, well. I'm 6 days ahead of my schedule, currently, and I'm hoping I can get farther ahead tomorrow.

This has been a post by me; if you see excessive blogging in the next month, this explains it.

I procrastinate, what can I say? (:

Realizations ?

I'm quitting dance. I'm just too fucking sick of always getting hurt and shit, and I can't keep beating up my body like that. I'm taking musical theater again. After 11 years, next year will be the first time I don't have to worry about dance to do things. Things like hanging out with people and junk.

It's terrifying.

I can't even imagine what it's going to be like next year.

I might go back, if next year is too terrible. I'm taking at least a year off, but it might be more. Or less, depending.

This is going to be awful.

At least I have a (mini) solo in Thriller...

I'm trying my hardest this recital...

I have to do great.

Or, at least, what passes for 'great' with me.


So I did the variety show. xD

Wait, have I talked about the show? o.o I don't think so... My choir teacher didn't like my solo, because my "boobs bounced like bumblebees!" (yeah, I know), but I got to do a duet with my friend. It was really fun. (:

My best franns came and they cheered me on. Whoop!

So, at this moment, I'm happy, but depressed.

Blargh.

I don't understand.

the point of Tumblr. It seems like Twitter, which is basically Facebook...

There are far too many sites these days that are all about the fucking same. I don't know what I'm talking about.

I'm mad. Really mad. I don't even know why. I'm sick of being so goddamn pathetic.

I like a boy.

Yeah, I know. I should stop caring. I mean, just because he asked me out... And said he'd call... And didn't... Doesn't mean I should get all bent out of shape, right?

I know this. I promise you.

But goddamnit, I really like this boy. And it bothers me that he doesn't give a damn back.

Whatever.

I found this. (:

It's adorable.

I love cute things. XD

I ate like 50000000 brownies today. I feel extremely fat. xD

Ugh. I can't get into this.

I'll post more when I'm feeling funnier or less pissed off.

Listening to: Regina Spektor and Taylor Swift (please don't judge).

Bye.

Chuck Palahniuk, Kurt Vonnegut, and giving into trends.

So as you may or may not know, I'm a huge Chuck Palahniuk fan. I think he's absolutely freakin' amazing, and he is seriously a genius. I could go on for a really long time about him, but I'll spare you the detail. Suffice to say that I'm a fan.

So I was talking to Friend Number One, and she said "Oh, why don't you read Kurt Vonnegut? He's seriously JUST like Palahniuk, but funny."

I chose to ignore the dig at dear ol' Chuck (I find him absolutely hilarious at times) and thought about this. I hadn't read Vonnegut before. I merely knew him as a "funny old guy who wrote Slaughterhouse Five", a book that sounded completely rotten (based on the title alone).

Then, in class, we read Harrison Bergeron, and I realized just what the hell FNO had been talking about--he was amazing! His story was a beautiful dystopia (the only sub-category of Sci-Fi that I like), and he didn't overuse words. Brilliant.

So now I'm reading "Armageddon in Retrospect" (a $25 value for $4.99--seriously), and I'm very happy I decided (well, was forced) to read HB. Very good choice, teacher.

In the same trip to the bookstore, I got "Lullaby", by Chuck Palahniuk. I had been talking to Friend Number Two about him as well (I talk about books a lot), and she mentioned that her copy had been stolen. Aside from being shocked that she was so calm about it (stolen books?! call the cops!), I decided that, having not read it, I had to buy it. So I have, and it sounds promising.

My little brother wants to read it... I'm not sure how to explain that Palahniuk is NOT a good idea for an 8 year old to read. Or a 15 year old, probably, but Mom's given up on me reading "teen books". :D

I think I'm going to start limiting my time spent on this here interweb. I spend an average of 2 hours a day on here, just surfing the 'net, and it should stop.

... Starting tomorrow. :D

Why does StumbleUpon need a category for "Left-Handed"?

Well, I got on the computer just now to read some blogs, write a bit, and edit.

I was reading one, and the author mentioned "Stumbleupon". So I, being the hapless idiot that I am, Googled it.

I'm insanely intrigued, and I've just found 100000000000000000000 more ways to procrastinate. *click* Yupp, just hit procrastinating. :D

... I have no life.

In other news, my proof shipped today. What does this mean, loyal readers? Well, now I'll finally stop talking about it. Well, once I get it, I promise I will. :D So, y'all should be excited.

... With all the times I say "y'all", you'd think I was from Texas. o.o

And now I'm all of a sudden really tired. Good night, everybody! (No, I haven't done any writing. Don't judge me.)

CreateSpace proof...

I have sent in my novel. (: It's being (hopefully) validated as we speak/type. :D As soon as I get it in the mail, I'll put pictures of it up here.

I don't know why this is such a big deal to me. I mean, I know: it's not published, it's really crappy, etc. But it seems like having this novel, having something to hold in my hands and read like I'd read any other book, means that my November amounted to something. (:



In other news, we go to State tomorrow! State Choral Festival, that is. (: We're in the top 10% of choirs in Michigan, anddddd we get to perform again in front of MORE judges and be critiqued. It's going to be hellishly hot, but at least I get out of Economics. :P

Speaking of Choir...

Next week is our big concert. It's going to be fun, but I have to miss all of my dance. ): Did I mention that already? If so, sorry. :P The teacher was so pissed when I told her. She's ready to fucking kick me out of Thriller. Gah, I'm nervous...


Short post, but I didn't have much to say; I'm far too tired. Curse you, Interwebz, for distracting me until 4:30 am!

Kthxbai. ;D

Hey, Novel. Haven't talked to you in a while...

So today is a historic day. In my life, at least.

I have rebegun working on my novel.

I know, I know. It's crazy. It's been five months, and I actually gave up yesterday. But then, I was about to send it in for my proof copy, and I had just gotten a laptop (IT'S SILVER AND SHINY AND WORKS ZOMG!), and I realized that this thing that I call a work of fiction has the potential to be, if not great, better then it is.

So it's 8:30 at night, on a Sunday, and I'm considering staying up all night so I can work on it (AND ALSO SURF THE NET ON MY SHINY NEW SILVER LAPTOP! ZOMG!). And also 'cause I had a buncha coffee today. ... I like coffee.

I'm going to be a screwed up adult, if I continue in this vein.

But aaaaaaaanywho, I'm pretty sure I don't have anything 'important' going on tomorrow, unless you count dance, which I don't 'cause I go three times a week. So I figure, I can stay up and have (almost) no repurcussions.

And yes, I am procrastinating by writing this blog post. He... he?

Also also, I'm finally back into blogging. (: I've missed it. I've wanted to many times, but I simply never got around to actually typing the darned thing.

So, here's my gift to you, loyal readers, because I can actually call myself a writer again. (:

... Editing counts as writing. :P

Later, peeps. I might write another post tonight, if the insomnia kicks in (it probably will) and I actually DO stay up all night.

teenagers scare the living shit out of me.

So it appears that I never realized until today just how much of a suckup I am. o.o Seriously. My teacher wanted someone to sort through songs and reorder them, and I thought nothing of volunteering.

What the hell?

Where's my teenager gene?! The one that tells me when to shy away from work of any kind that doesn't involve sex or turning on my Zune! To play my emo music, of course. (ONLYMYMUSICUNDERSTANDSME.)

Sigh.

I guess I'm just a suckup. Or maybe I'll be all teenager-y when I'm in college, you know, being all independent and writer-y and whatnot.

...

Not gonna happen, because A) I hate alcohol and B) I hate smoking. Aren't those the teenager things? xD Shows how much I know, eh?

But in all seriousness, I don't know why I'm not more of a teenager. I know, Dad had something to do with it (he died when I was 13, for reference if you, dear reader, don't know), but I've been like this my whole life. Maybe I'm just a wuss. I mean, it's not like I don't want to party (HARD), or like I'm some crazy religious person, you know?

I'm a rare breed.

And only my music understands me!!

...

That seems like the perfect place to end my blog, but I actually have more to say, for once. (:

I finished another story! :D It's called "Gold E. Locks" and it's about... wait for it... Goldilocks. Yeah. Shocker, I know. I had to write it for Imaginative Writing, so it's technically not my own "fault" that I finished, but it's more writing then I've done in a really long time.

Speaking of. I think it's insulting, my calling myself a "writer" and not writing lately. So by tonight, I will have at least a one-shot written. :D And if I don't, so help me...

Speaking of tonight (wow, I jump topics often), I'm not going to dance. ): It makes me incredibly sad, being as it's my favorite classes tonight, but at least I'll have time to do all that writing. If only blog posts counted in my mental tally, because this is really rambly. :P

Eh. I think I'm done.

BYE. :D

maybe we won't be okay. but maybe we're tough, and we'll try anyway.

So I've decided. (: I'm going to do The Life of the Party for MY final, and A is going to do Take Me or Leave Me (with yours truly as Maureen) for hers. :D I'm excited! Now all I have to do is practice X a million. (:

I think I need a break from something. I just... I feel... done. Like, I want to do things, but I've lost my drive. This terrifies me. I want to get as much out of my teenage years as I can, and that includes dancing + writing + singing + acting! But I'm just not feeling it.

I'm going fly fishing this weekend. <3 It's just the thing I need, to forget about all the shit in my life that's going on at the moment. I'd get into it now, but I don't have the patience.

So I've fallen in love with the song Maybe (Next to Normal), from the musical Next to Normal. :D Damn, the mom can sing. <3 I envy her. xD

I'm such a fucking Broadway geek. And I've never been. YET. (: But what can I say? The music's the SHIT, and I have a lot of respect for people that can sing amazingly when they're LIVE. (re: NOT MILEY CYRUS.)

Bye, loves. (:

point me to the sky. it's my turn to fly.

Wow. Again, sorry with the lack of updating. ): I do have things to say, though. For once. :D

I finally read the synopsis of Wicked (the musical). It sounds amazing, and I'M SO EXCITED I MIGHT BE GOING!

Ditto to SPRING AWAKENING! I heard the song Mama Who Bore Me (it's frigging amazing, for the record ;D), and I fell in love. (: I read the synop today, and Mother might be taking me in May. So, fingers crossed for that. (:

I've narrowed down the ideas for my final. (: Right now, it stands at:

Definitely Doing (as in, any others would be additional):

Dancing with A for hers (extra credit for me)
Singing Take Me or Leave Me with A (extra credit for both of us), as Maureen. :D

Deciding:

Superboy and the Invisible Girl from Next to Normal
Mama Who Bore Me from Spring Awakening
The Life of the Party from The Wild Party

About that last one. If you haven't heard it, I really recommend it if you like good vocals. (: It's from a musical (obviously), but it sounds like it could be done outside of a musical. (:

Any opinions on which I should do would be greatly appreciated in the forms of comments. :D

That's all for now.

Ciaoo.

hate me today, hate me tomorrow.

Deleted post because of incessant, self-absorbed, bitchy rambling. :D

Please enjoy this picture of a boy and a dog praying in its place. :D

i'm racing, got to get away from you.

Oops. I always seem to forget about this blog. :P Weeell, I just got back from a party thing. It was my friend's sweet 16, so we went to an arcade and junk. Now, Leesh is the nicest person ever, at dance (where I met her). She's always polite and everything. But apparently, when not there, she's a mega bitch. She was horrible to her parentals, even though they were trying suuuper hard to make her happy.

Blah. Some people... I'm just glad to be gone.

On the flipside, I think I don't want to be an English teacher anymore. *gasp* I was at a fly fishing expo (yes, they exist), and this girl was talking about working outside, and I just... It made me really happy, thinking about it. It sounded amazing, and I ADORE being outside.

I don't feel like typing anymore. Ciao, all.

Jasmine

i'm weird 'cause i hate goodbyes.

Oh, my. I'm listening to the radio, and apparently, this little 7 year old boy, in California, called 911 when burglars burst into his house and threatened to kill his parents. He ran into the bathroom with his 6 year old sister, called 911, and started crying on the phone (obviously). He told the lady to bring 'lots of cops and soldiers 'cause they're gonna kill my parents'. She told him they were on the way, and to stay on the phone. And then they burst in, and he told them the cops were on the way, and they left.

I wish I was as brave as that little boy.

if i could take you away, pretend i was queen, what would you say?

I'm melancholy.
I'm annoying.
I'm obnoxious.
I'm untalented when it comes to piano.
I'm a dork.
I'm addicted to SoBe.
I'm not drinking pop.
I'm not all that lovable.
I'm smart.
I'm kind of concieted.

But you know what? I'm fucking talented, and I'm making something of myself, be it dancing or writing or whatever. Idgaf what assholes say.

(:

imperfect boys with their perfect ploys.

Whoo! No school today. (: I stayed up really late last night, till about five, then my friend woke me up at 10;45, and we're hanging out in about an hour. :D As long as I can find my flipflops, at least... And even if I can't. (: We're going to buy my mommy a birthday present, and then get ice cream. :D I'm really excited. I don't know, it just seems like I never get to hang out with people that I don't see all the time, and I like being able to just call people up and say "Wanna hang out?" I could do that at my old house, but not anymore. :P Stupid moving-ness.

I finally opened my second season of Gossip Girl. Sex, drugs, and scandal! My kinda TV show. (: But really, I adore it. I hated the books when I originally read them, but I recently got the first one, and I think I'll reread them. Spoiled Upper East Siders. Maybe I just like the actors, who knows?

I think I really needed this break. It's so much better, not having to go to school. Especially since I would have died at school today, with two hours of sleep. :P

Well, I'm off to find my flipflops and watch Gossip Girl, methinks.

Ciao. (:

Jasmine

everybody needs inspiration, everybody needs a song.

Yes, that's Miley Cyrus. (: I love her. No idea why... I really can't stand Hannah Montana, but she's pretty all right. (:

So today we went out to lunch, right? We went to McDonald's, and when we got back, we had to go back through the other doors, 'cause nobody was at our usual ones. See, sophomores (like myself) technically aren't allowed to go out to lunch, but I go out with seniors. And the lady at the front was all set to suspend me until Nicole, fast thinker is she, made up some bullshit about me waiting outside. I've never been more grateful. xD

Choir has been crazy. :P The teacher has taken it upon herself to make us fantabulous singers by our freaking concert, on Friday. We have 2 more classes. Cue the stress? I do believe. We sang our hearts out, but she didn't seem pleased. >< Please, just kill me now.

I turned in my short story today, about the critic. (: The guy who did my peer editing said he really liked it, which was a total boost for my confidence. xD He said he was going to dream about the guy tonight, he was so real. (: That made me smile so much, I can't even say. I love Marcus Brown, I must admit. (;

Tonight, I've got dance. :D More THRILLER! Yes. (: <3

Tomorrow, methinks I'm seeing Alice again. Which, you know, will be pretty freakin' sweet.

I think I'm going to look up dances on YouTube. Here's one for y'all:

Crazy little girl. (:

Freaky, no?

Toodles. (:

Jasmine

we're off to never, never land.

Wow. I know, I know. "Jasmine, you skipped TWO WHOLE days in your blog-every-day-for-a-month thing!" How horrid. However, I have an excuse, albiet a flimsy one. I couldn't use my computer; I asked, but every time I did, someone was downstairs. Do you know how awkward it is to be on anything but Facebook with your Mom right there? It's awkward, believe me.

So today I saw Alice in Wonderland. (: I adored it. I'm a HUGE Johnny Depp fan, and I adore Helena Bonham Carter and Anne Hathaway. (: I just recently read the book, and I thought the movie did the book great justice with the strangeness of Wonderland, as well as adding their own qualities that make it a wonderful Tim Burton movie. (: I thought the ending song being sung by Avril Lavigne wasn't the greatest choice, but I still loved the movie. (:

I don't know what else to say; my life isn't that interesting, even if I do have a blog to tell people otherwise. (; I think my back is messed up again, but Mom says I've just been "dancing wrong". Don't know how that's possible, but there you go.

Also, I only have 2.5 days of school next week. :D Victory! Monday, the last half of Wednesday, and Friday are all I have to go, which means I get to sleep in and be home alone! It sounds boring, but I really don't do well with school on a regular basis. :P

And finally, it's getting warmer. (: I'm thinking March is going to end all the awful weather we've been having. Here's hoping!

Toodles!

Jasmine

If I just lay here, would you lie with me?

Well. Today was interesting, I suppose. (I've, once again, only got around 10 minutes. Gasp!)

I passed my Algebra test, I know I did. And in Choir, we had to sit SATB, one next to the other, rather then in our groups. xD The Alto next to me could NOT sing. Twas fantastic.

I'm drinking my second coffee of the day. (: I woke up at 6 am to go to McDonald's, and I'm quite glad I did. I adore coffee.

Whoo. Coffee.

And that's all for now. ): It's short, but what can you do?

Ciao.

Jasmine

hey, soul sister, i don't wanna miss a single thing you do.

Well, this entry's going to be rather short. I'm short on time, as I just got back from an unscheduled Dance Company meeting. It was super easy, just ridiculously fast...

Anyway. Yesterday, as I said, I was sick. :P So I went for a walk, with my Zune playing "Back Where We Started". Over and over. (: I walked all around my neighborhood... I've never, before now, noticed just how eerie it is to be walking outside with nobody there. o.o Somewhat terrifying, so I turned it low and pretended to be texting. xD I'm such a dork. (:

In writing news, I'm steadily working on editing my novel. (: I think it should be done by around the middle of March. Or, at least, Draft 3 will. Then, I can send it in to get my CreateSpace copy! :D I'm so excited.

In sad news, I failed a Chemistry test today. ): At least, I think I did. I'm hoping I got at least a C-, so I won't be in trouble, but I doubt it. Blah. At least today was a Late Start day. :D That means that instead of getting up at 6 30, I got up at 8! It was pure loveliness. :D

I'm currently reading On Writing, by Stephen King. (Did I already mention that? Probably... Ah, well.) I like it, it's very informative and also, I'm a huge SK fan. Pretty fantabulous.

Well, I have to run for dance at my studio. I get to be a Charlie's Angel! Hell, yes. *practices spy moves*

Later, all. (:

Jasmine

it's close to midnight. something evil's lurking in the dark.

I know, I know. "Thriller, Jasmine? Why would you do lyrics from Thriller, of all things?

Well, random (slightly rude) Internet person, because, as you may know, I am a dancer. This year, in "honor" of Michael Jackson's death, we're doing Thriller. And I get to be Zombiefied, in a sense. (:

I'm running from two zombies, and then I turn around and (le gasp!) six more are coming at me! So I run back at the two, away from them, and they catch me and throw me into the pile of zombies. (: Then they almost dropped me once, but I didn't die, so it's all good. (; I did cover my eyes, which made everyone laugh at me, but you know. I didn't want to see it if I was falling! o.o

In other news... I'm quite sick today. :P I was nearly throwing up last night, and now I haven't been able to eat anything yet. (Which is rare for me: I eat a lot, usually. It's something I need to stop.) I want to eat, but I know I'll just puke it up. :P

Sorry for the somewhat graphic image...

Lastly, before I leave you all...

I realized something last night, in dance. I h ave friends there that I've known for years, since I was four years old. I'm now 15--that's a heluva long time. We've always been very close, and we've always been one of the generations to want to be dancers when we 'grow up'.

But I was listening to Jess talk about college, and how she's going to major in that, and all I could think was "I don't want to". Yes, I adore dance. But I can't see myself ever doing as a career--there would just be too many problems, not the least of which being that I'd forever mourn not choosing writing.

I want to be an author. I don't care if I never become famous (though I'd love to). I want to write, and I'm going to be published one day. At 15, I've been told that I have talent. If I keep writing, then I can get better. I write, all the time. I can't see myself as a dancer.

And that makes me sad. ):

But, you know, I'll never stop dancing. 11 years is far too long of a commitment to ever stop. (;

Lastly (promise, this is the last bit), I'm thinking of going vegetarian. Any thoughts?



Ciao.

Jasmine

why don't we just leave it at that?

WHOO!

It's March 1st. You know what that means? Well, I'll tell you. :D

Okay, enough of the faux-cheerful-announcer thing. Anyway. It means that NaNoEdMo is officially underway. (: Which also means that there will be many more posts in fits of exasperation. Ah, it makes me miss NaNo.(:

For those of you who don't know what NaNoEdMo is, then I'm the gal to tell you all about it. (: It's National Novel Editing Month, a lot like NaNoWriMo, where you try to do 50 hours of editing in a month. It's great fun, except for when it isn't. But those times can't be helped. (;

Currently, I have three chapters edited, and I'm ready to scrap the rest of it and kill my FMC. But alas, stupid delete button is subconsciously not allowing me to. (:

I think I'm going to go now. But, for the record, I'm going to try to update this thing every day in March. (: Like the thing in February, only March. Ya got me? (;

Also, follow me on twitter. (Shameless promotion at its finest). I'm @misslilypotter.

That's all for now. Ciao, cyberpeeps.

Jasmine

i'm half-doomed and you're semi-sweet. (:

Holy shit, it's been a long time since I last posted. ><>

Ignore that.

Today, I went to a bookstore. :D I got On Writing, The Stand, Firestarter, and two other horror books. (The first three are by Stephen King, for the record). It made me quite happy. (:

We also had mini cakes because it's my stepdad's- er, I mean, Dr. Wilson (from House)'s birthday. Yeah. Cake is good.

I also rediscovered my love for Panic at the Disco and Fall Out Boy. I finally got my Zune back (after an entire week without it), and I was listening to that lovely 'shuffle' feature, and But it's Better if You Do came on. (: That was my favorite song a while back. It made me feel old.

... Even though I'm only fifteen. You know. I can feel old, too.

I've finally discovered the cause for my headaches! Apparently, I grind my teeth. Which means that when I'm asleep, for 10 hours a night, my teeth are grinding away. Which causes headaches. Which means that what three CAT scans and an MRI couldn't figure out has been accomplished by a visit to the dentist.

Thank you, dentist. (:

I've also rekindled a love for the song "Back Where We Started" by Tina Dico. If you know it, then you're awesome, and we should be best friends. If you don't know it, then you should look it up. I'm doing my final in Choir to that song (dancing--don't ask me how that works), and I think it's doing well. (:

OH! I saw Young Frankenstein today (the musical). It was freaking amazing. (: I loved it so much, even if the 'dirty jokes' made me a bit uncomfortable, with my friends parents right by me. (:

I also saw The Rocky Horror Picture Show yesterday, but I liked that significantly less. :P I still don't 'get' it. If you can explain it, do so in a comment. (;

I don't know what else I can say... Other then that my ex boyfriend has decided that he's in love with me again. So now I have two choices: I can seduce him to get his other ex to stop thinking about him, or let him down easy. I dislike the ex, so I'm thinking of going with the first choice. (:

In other other news, I finally finished my first short story. (: It's called Somewhere, A Queen is Weeping and it takes place in Medieval London. I like it. I'm submitting it to my school's creative arts magazine.

Lastly, I've finally gotten into American Idol again. And so, to commemorate, my mother decided that she wants me to try out when they come near us this summer. Oh, joy. So instead of practicing for something (anything) dance-related, I'm working on my (mad) vocal skills. Should be fun. If I make it, I'll be sure to let y'all know. (;

I guess that's it.

Ciao, for now. (:

Jasmine

these colorful bums is funny. (:

hey there, all.

happy 2010, though i'm about eight days late. XD

so i haven't gotten adequate sleep in... two weeks. greatt. (: but at least i've been editing, so it's all good.

blah. i don't know what to say.

so i'll say something about 2009. :D

2009 was a turmoil. i broke up with two guys, got my heart broken by the same guy three times (bad idea, getting with an ex), got two new phones xD, had two breakdowns (don't even ask...), and SAW THE FUCKING INAUGURATION! ohmygod, that was the highlight. two million people isn't a good idea to get lost in the midst of, but i wouldn't trade that memory for anything. &hearts

i guess that's all i can say. (: ciao.