Monday, December 29, 2008
So one of my friends has been "planning" (something she's really bad at) an "XBox soiree" (a term she insists on using) and has finally managed to set it for Thursday. It'll be me, her, my best friend who I'm in love with but she's straight, and a couple other friends. We're going to watch Almost Famous because it's an awesome movie and she's never seen it (something I've decided is a cardinal sin), and then we'll play XBox until our eyes and hands mutiny and our bodies decide to devolve into something without opposable thumbs.
In other news, I just found out that I need to include a synopsis of my novel in my cover letter. Fun. Hopefully I'll get that done tomorrow. And just as a heads up, if I actually manage to get signed by this agent and get published, I am going to freak right out. There will be an uncharacteristic amount of hugging.
Speaking of hugging, cute friend-of-friend girl I go to school with got all excited because on the last day of school she "got a hug from the un-huggable person". Now I just have to cross my fingers and hope she's not straight.
And as you'll probably be able to tell, I'd forgotten how much I love post labels.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
I spent half the day square dancing ><. The caller guy is at my school for the gym classes and any class can go down too, and two of my teachers decided it'd be a good idea. The first time I ended up with some freshman who was in gym class, but it was nice that he actually knew what he was doing (whereas I had no clue what I was doing...). And the second time was fun, because there were actually interesting people there. But my partner kept running off to put stuff away/get stuff. It was actually kind of fun to watch him sprint back across the gym to get back before we had to do something.
Time to go decorate the Christmas tree!
Saturday, December 13, 2008
J’ai lu un comment sur le site de NaNo qui m’a mis en colère, mais le comment n’est pas importante. J’ai commencé à penser en Français, et je peut pas cesser. Quoi, suis-je Québecoise? (C’est une blague. Ce n’est pas drôle, mais c’est une blague.)
Mon Français est terrible (si vous ne le pas connaissez déjà), donc j’ai besoin d’un solution. Comment puis-je recommencer à penser en Anglais?
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
I have until June 1st to write a novel, start to finish, editing and everything, if I want to get a free proof copy of it from CreateSpace. I've got a plot and some characters and I started on the draft today, and I'm hoping I'll get it ready in time. In the meantime, I've amassed photos of people who look like my mental images of my main characters. Be warned: there are 7 models on DeviantART who are practically being stalked. You just may be one of them. I have anywhere from 2 to six photos of each character.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
During the lab prep, I also spilled lithium chloride solution on my hands. By the time I got out of the lab I had about five minutes left to eat lunch, so it was either wash my hands and starve or just suck it up and eat. Lesson of the day: lithium chloride is really, really gross. It is disgusting. Don't ever eat it. Don't ever get it on your hands, rub it on an apple, and eat that. Seriously.
Finally, during actual chem class, we were making Christmas ornaments with pipe cleaners and solution stuff that makes crystals grow on them, which involved boiling water on a hot plate. And, of course, since I was having such an amazing day already, I accidentally touched the edge of the hot plate (which was cranked all the way up and had been on for a while, maybe 5-10 minutes) with the back of my little finger, and now I have a lovely burn that hurt like hell every time I got masking tape stuck to it during art class.
Monday, November 24, 2008
I'm pretty sure it's cluster headaches I've got, although it's not like I'm qualified to say for sure, but the diagnosis is made based on a time pattern which I know the headaches fit, so...yeah. And now I'm starting to think I have some problem with something, I don't know if it has something to do with metabolism or blood sugar or blood pressure or something else, but this morning I had to do a bit of running when I realized I'd dropped my gloves, had to run halfway back to my house and then all the way to the bus stop and ended up feeling really light-headed and a bit nauseous and could barely move/breathe. I ate breakfast, but being a small person, I don't eat that much (I get full really easily, I'm not anorexic). I rarely have any energy, and when I do it's not for long, and apparently I can't jog for a whole...30-60 seconds without wanting to collapse in an exhausted heap...
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
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Friday, November 14, 2008
So, in my novel, the gay pirate has decided he's bi and he's going to fall in love with a salty wench, and the bi pirate has decided he's just gay and doesn't care much for salty wenches anymore, and Captain Jacques is way too close to finding out about the two of them banging each other at this point in the wordcount - er, novel...
33, 457 words and sort of maybe would be counting if xkcd weren't so damn distracting...
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
Sunday, November 9, 2008
And last night I managed to get to 25, 034
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
People should be focussing on the more important aspects of this election, like the voter turnout and what the candidates' platforms actually were. I'm not saying I'm not happy, though. McCain could kick the can any day and Palin's just a scary-ass bitch is what she is.
*If this term offends you, go away. I'm in no way racist, in fact, I find the "n" word highly offensive, but I think political correctness has gone too far. I would slap someone if they called me caucasian. I'm white. Barack Obama isn't "African American", he's black. They're perfectly useable terms that don't take a day and a half to say.
Monday, November 3, 2008
9, 156 words and counting!
Saturday, November 1, 2008
EDIT: I've decided that I like the front short, which now means the back is too long but that, fortunately, is something that's pretty easy to fix. Now I just have to find my guarantee so that I can get the back trimmed a little shorter for free.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Happy NaNo-ing, everyone.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
But somehow, it was still fun. I got some great ideas, there were a couple fun activities, and everyone was so great and weird. It was kick-ass. And apparently, I'm some kind of hero for having been able to win NaNo last year without doing any write-ins and handwriting it. It was just cool all around. And there was a guy there who looked like Fred Flintstone.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Time to cave in and save some tabs for songs tuned 1/2 step down and go play guitar.
Monday, October 27, 2008
In other news, 4 days, 4 hours, and 10 minutes until NaNoWriMo!
In art, my teacher told the grade 11s to get pens and ink and get to work on our projects before giving the grade 12s instructions. We were all well underway by the time they got all set up. Then he told them to each grab an easel, set it up somewhere around the class, and draw some grade 11s. We were all like "say what?" but it didn't end up bothering me, for one, because it's not like I could tell if any of them were drawing me.
And I managed to get one of my friends to come with me to the Ottawa NaNoWriMo kick-off party on Wednesday (my mom said I'm not allowed to go alone), so that'll be good fun. Definitely looking forward to it, and just remembered that I have to RSVP in the next 25 minutes, so I'd better get on that soon.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
I was talking to an old friend of mine on msn and asked her if she wanted to go catch a movie this weekend and she said she couldn't because her sister's visiting and it made me realize how much I miss her but then I realized that I just miss being normal and not being able to recite a massive list of people I 'used to know' and I hate myself for thinking this but I hate her because she's the only person I know who can make me cry and it's really fucking hard to type when you can't see the screen and now my nose is all drippy and I have to go get a kleenex.
I am seriously the happiest person in the world right now. These slippers are not leaving my feet ever, ever again.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
In art the grade 12s were drawing pieces of sliced up red cabbage, but one of them wasn't exactly having fun so he started this big philosophical discussion about cabbage with our teacher. Partway through the conversation, the phone rang, and my teacher picked it up and said "we're looking for the transcendental image of perfection in cabbage." he then proceeded to talk to the person about cabbages for a minute before they asked for someone and he replied "sorry, but she's dealing with a severed hand right now and can't come down." (we were drawing bones). There's a reason why no one comes to or calls the art room unless it's completely necessary, especially ever since he told a pair of grade 10s to "go die" because they were bothering us with Student Vote Day crap. But yeah, art class is always interesting if nothing else.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
The only thing about going to Montreal, though, is that it'll probably be a one day thing. Our teacher was saying that if we went to Toronto we'd stay overnight because he hates the field trips that are like "leave at 5 in the morning, spend 4 1/2 hours on a bus, go on the field trip, spend another 4 1/2 hours on the bus, get back at 11". But Montreal's closer, so we probably won't stay the night there. It'll still be a cool trip, though. My teacher's awesome and my classmates are pretty cool people, and we fully intend to spend an hour at ubisoft and the rest of the time doing something more interesting that we haven't figured out yet. But the suggestion of "strip club" has been raised and shot down a good dozen times...
Monday, October 20, 2008
Today in art class my teacher set up a big, complicated still life with a cello and shells and a spine and a skull and twigs and a gourd and shiny, fold-ey cloth. Then he told us to draw it three times, from three different points of view, with three different types of media. We had about 20 minutes to do each sketch. I managed to get the first one *done*, but the second two I didn't even manage to finish a pencil underdrawing. And it was funny whenever he told us to move and start a new one because everyone scrambled to get to a different desk (they were in a circle around the still life) and get different materials. All in all it was pretty frantic.
Other interesting things that happened: I almost choked on a bite of my sandwich at lunch during a minor altercation involving a balloon and a garbage can and when I got asked to put the answer for a homework question (that I hadn't done) on the board, I tried to make it up as I went along, but ended up half answering a different question (but at least I copied the right final answer out of the textbook...).
Sunday, October 19, 2008
I love country landscapes with squares of fields where you can see the borders of them and lines of trees and falling apart old wooden fences and flocks of Canada geese, and I love cityscapes and the city atmosphere with all the bustling and interesting people hurrying by, giving you glimpses into thousands of lives every day. But I can't stand the suburbs. I can't wait until I can get out and move to the city.