Saturday, February 17, 2007

You know you're in 2007 when...

1. You accidentally enter your password on the microwave.

2. You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.

3. You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of 3.

4. You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to you.

5. Your reason for not staying in touch with friends and family is that they don't have e-mail addresses.

6. You pull up in your own driveway and use your cell phone to see if anyone is home to help you carry in the groceries.

7. Every commercial on television has a web site at the bottom of the screen.

8. Leaving the house without your cell phone, which you didn't have the first 20 or 30 (or 60) years of your life, is now a cause for panic and you turn around to go and get it.

10. You get up in the morning and go on line before getting your coffee.

11. You start tilting your head sideways to smile. : )

12. You're reading this and nodding and laughing.

13. Even worse, you know exactly to whom you are going to forward this message.

14. You are too busy to notice there was no #9 on this list.

15. You actually scrolled back up to check that there wasn't a #9 on this list.

And now you're laughing at yourself.

I know, I post way too much stuff like this, but... hey, I got such a kick out of it that I couldn't resist, haha!

Why do I write?

A few days ago, Kloude posted about how she first started writing, when, and why, and asked others to respond. So...
I started writing for a few reasons... I think I was 10 or 11 at the time. Probably the main reason that I started writing was because I hated the ending to Lord of the Rings - crazy, but true (hey, I still don't like how sad it is). After I finished reading Lord of the Rings, I decided that I was going to write a sequel purely for my own enjoyment, just so the ending didn't bug me. Obviously, that project got ditched pretty quickly, but that was the big thing that got me started writing.
The second reason why I started writing - it drives me CRAZY when my favorite characters die. And it happens in almost every single book I read! It's safe to say that I'll usually be sobbing at some point in a story when my favorite character dies some heroic death. That is soooooo depressing. So a big reason I write is so that I can have awesome characters that don't die at the end of the book. There's usually a death or two in each of my stories, but it's rarely a character that I absolutely adore (I think I've killed off a favorite character... once. And then I missed her so much that I brought her back. I'm terrible, aren't I?).
What else... apart from those two main reasons, I also started writing simply because I wanted something fun to read. I needed a few characters who weren't all wishy-washy and docile, a villain that it was a pleasure to hate, a liberal sprinkling of magical creatures, crazy escapades, zippy comebacks, and just some all around fun.

Writing is awesome.

Friday, February 09, 2007

25 Ways to annoy your parents

Not quite as good as 27 things to do in an elevator, but there are a few laughable ones. Forwarded by my sister.

25 ways to annoy your parents:

1. Follow them around the house everywhere.
2. Moo everytime they say your name.
3. Pretend to have anmesia.
4. Say everything backwards.
5. Run into walls.
6. Say that wearing clothes is against your religion.
7. Go to their room at 4 in the morning and say,"goodmorning sunshine"!!!!!
8. Snort loudly when you laugh then laugh harder.
9. Say all of the words in a movie.
10. Pluck someones hair out and yell,"DNA!"
11. Wear a sticker that says,"I'm a retard."
12. Talk to a pen.
13. Have 20 imaginary friends that you talk to ALL the time.
14. Try and climb the wall.
15. In public yell,"No, mom, I will not make out with you!"
16. Put pegs on your nose and eyes.
17. Switch the light button on and off for awhile... and then say: "Oh... now I get it!"
18. Eat your hair.
19. Hold their hand and whisper to them,"I see dead people!"
20. When you shower or bathe yell,"I'm drowning!"
21. At everything they say yell,"LIAR!"
22. Pretend to be a phone.
23. Try to swim on the floor.
24. Tap on their door all night.
25. When they say a word from a song you know...burst out laughing if you know it!!!!

Thursday, February 08, 2007

Staring into space...

... all done with that, for now at least! Just got back from doing my astronomy lab at the local observatory - I can now say that I can identify and point out in the sky the eight brightest winter constellations and ten brightest stars. The only downside of going out tonight was that it was absolutely FREEZING outside (AND WINDY!!!), so I was standing outside and literally shaking because it was so cold. But my homework is done with (for now), so I'm happy.

Now I get to look forward to the organ recital tomorrow night... *gulp*

Saturday, February 03, 2007

I hereby declare war on... on second thought, never mind!

*mischievous grin* I've decided to surrender to the homework!! --- okay, not. But my mindset has shifted dramatically in the past few hours... essentially: hey, it's just homework, it's not gonna kill me! Besides, I can so totally whip any homework that my classes send my way - and it's just goin' in one ear and gonna be out the other, come end of this semester! So why should I give a care? :D

*completes solar elevation angle projects with a grin* I love my fizziness!

I hereby declare war against...

.... MY HOMEWORK!!!!!!! The soul-sucking, brain-washing, idiotically complicated homework is driving me sane. So what if I'm only taking two college classes this semester? It's disgusting to think that my life "depends" on me getting into a good college, getting into a good college depends upon my grades, and my grades depend on knowing such pointless trivia as the differences between the Julian and Gregorian calendars. I'm sick of having to know infinitely tiny details about stuff I don't even care about - or want to know. Why must I waste my time on stuff like that? I'M A GOING TO BE A MUSIC MAJOR, NOT A FREAKIN' SCIENTIST!!!!!!
I need a vacation.............. but it's only the third week of the semester.