Don’t Look Up.

I can’t stand when you’re having a kick-ass dream, and then you wake up from it and realize that i just a dream. Yeah last night I had a dream that I was with the most beautiful, sexy, and hot [phone] and then I woke up and realized that I didn’t actually own the phone in my dream and that the phone doesn’t exactly exist yet. Maybe I should invent it. Ha ha, that would mean working to do something. Oh you and your ideas, Ryan.

So today is thanksgiving, unless you’re anywhere else but America, than it’s just Thursday. The rest of my family is out at some football game, but being the non-sports-enthused person that I am, I decided to stay home and work on my NaNoWriMo (43,000 words!). But I’m overly excited for dinner tonight. Thanksgiving is an excuse for people, like me, who enjoy eating to eat a lot without being judged.

I also have family in town which is horrible because I don’t have any privacy fun because I don’t get to see them very much. It also means that my dad was forced to buy food because he doesn’t want to let everyone else know that he starves his kids for enjoyment.

So looking around my office bedroom I think I need to clean it, but the lack of motivation that I have is almost funny. So I think I’ll just stare at it and hope for it to clean itself. That’s what I’m going to wish for at 11:11.

Most people who’s blogs I read are making their lists of what they’re thankful for today, but I’m going to make a list of what I’m not thankful for.

I’m not thankful that school starts at 7:30.
I’m not thankful that I don’t have a job.
I’m not thankful that my room is messy.
I’m not thankful that we’re having Thanksgiving at my house.
I’m not thankful that my play rehearsals are so painful.
I’m not thankful that I was told the wrong part of a song to audition with, thus, making me bomb my audition.
I’m not thankful that I still have to write 7,000 words in four days.
I’m not thankful that in order to finish those 7,000 words this blog will probably be used in my novel.

Is that enough teenage angst for you? Can I go back to being happy again? Gosh, I hate when my blog makes me be un-thankful.

The things I do for you bloglings.

FF) The largest pumpkin pie weighed 2,020 pounds? (Only a little less than your mom).

So here I am, broadcasting live, from the best place in the world. Yes, ladies, I do mean my bedroom. And by live, I mean I’m not broadcasting live because you will probably be seeing this long after posted, unless you are on my page constantly refreshing to see if I updated, in which case it’s still not live, but keep refreshing so I can get those page views.

Occasionally people ask me how my life is, and I do mean very occasionally, and my response usually consist of a “Fine, your’s?” or “Good, your’s?” But here in the blogosphere I can tell you how I am really doing.

So, I’m going to pretend that you bloglings asked me how I’m doing. Well, thank you for asking and it’s fine, your’s?

Bet you didn’t expect that. Oh yeah, blindside right there. You know what else is a blindside? This. He’s pretty crazy. Oh, also this video of a girl fitting her entire foot in her mouth!

Oh! Oh! Guess what I did yesterday! Wow, how did you guess that I went to an audition and my teacher only told me to learn from page 8 on by they made me sing from page 2 on? You’re physic. But in all seriousness, it wasn’t my teachers fault, she was given false information and I was allowed to redo my audition. I’ll let you know if I got in.

I was at my friends house, shocking, I know, and me, her and my other friend were playing music and rocking out, and then we had a great idea. Because of the twilight hype about Team Edward and Team Jacob (see what I did there?) we decided to make Team Proton, Team Neutron and Team Electron shirts. And Team Proton and Team Electron are always being pulled together but Team Neutron separates them. Damn home-wrecker. Not allowing the Proton and Electron to bond. Haha, I’m so funny, Protons and Electrons can’t bond! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

And yes, that is how I, preferably, spend my friday nights. Otherwise I listen to my angsty music and cry myself to sleep.

FF) Corals get their vibrant colors from the algae they host.

I’m not sure if anyone else but me watches So You Think You Can Dance, actually I am sure because my sister is watching it right next to me, but I’m not sure that anyone watches that show who has brain cells. Ohh, burn. I know, I’m the pro of insults. But this is one of my favorite shows, something to do with the thrill of the dance, the emotion they portray, oh, the girls in less-than conservative clothes might have something to do with it too. My father is talking behind me, doesn’t he know I’m trying to write a blog? I need complete silence, with the exception of the loud music coming from the TV and the noises of Skype.

I’ve taken two days off from NaNoWriMo, I know, horrible right? I have some catching up to do, I think I’m supposed to be at 28,000 by midnight and I’m only at 25,000. So I’ll have to do like 3,000 for the next to days. I’m such a lazy person, so it was always obvious to me that I was going to be behind at some point. I’m too far into the month to quit now though.

I’ve had this obsession, an addiction really, to online flash games recently. I don’t know why because they have no plot, or purpose really, but then again neither do the Mario Brothers games. But if anyone has any fun games, preferably puzzle or skill games – because I’m a genius – send them to me!

I need to stop watching this show because it is reminding me of The Hunger Games. Actually, most competitions are like The Hunger Games except that you don’t usually die. Unless you play the kind of competition that I do. Oh yeah, Strip Roulette.

FF) Venus is the hottest planet in the solar system.

You know that you’re the coolest kid on the block when you’re at a friends house watching them play Assassin’s Creed and you have text edit open, writing for you blog…. Yep, all the kids in my school want to be like me, and by all of them, I mean the ones who aren’t too wasted that their brain cells don’t work. Oh, my friend just killed a guard. That’s an unheard of plot twist.

Speaking of unheard of, guess who finally got their invite to Google Wave! If you guessed my old Chemistry teacher, than you’re right! But you’re also right if you guessed me. I don’t really know what I’m doing with it, but from what twitter tells me it’s pretty elitist and you can only use it if you’re invited, and being the attention loving person that I am, I had to be one of the few special people who were invited. I would have cried otherwise, and trust me, you don’t want to see me cry. Well, maybe you do, but then you’re a mean person, and I think this video pretty much sums you up. So does anyone else have Google Wave, and if so leave me a comment with your Google Wave address and we can be Wave buddies! I love buddies.

The other night I was out to dinner with some friends, shocking I know, the thought of me having friends, and I looked out the window and noticed that my car was on. I was freaking out though, because I have no idea how that happened because my keys were in my hand at the time. Given, I do have an automatic starter but we were out of range for it to work, so I think there are morphing elfs out there, going into peoples key holes [Insert Inappropriate Joke Here] and starting their car in hopes of freaking them out. Oh those horrendous key elfs and they’re nasty ways. They think they can trick us, but I’m on to them.

FF) Amherst, Mass has free wifi.

So blogging has become a lot more fun for me lately, and I think that’s because I’ve realized that I don’t have to write each entry like a paper for school and I can just have fun! Almost as much fun as I’m having with my new graphing calculator. If anyone knows how to get games on it they should comment because I tired to this morning and, well,l failing miserable is putting it in a nice way.

NaNoWriMo is still going on for me, which is weird. I have done some things that I’m not so proud of to boost my word count, but fear not, they will be edited out in December. I’m really glad that I didn’t quit. I was a few thousand words behind the other day, but my friend Danyell convinced me not to. She’s so great, and she also makes me lose the game. Oh, sorry, did I just make you lose the game? Oopsies, sorry about that.

So I don’t really have anything else to say, and I don’t think you want to read anymore. You are getting sleepy, your eyelids are getting heavy, this blog is ending.

FF) Turtles have been on the earth for more than 200 million years. They evolved before mammals, birds, crocodiles, snakes, and even lizards.

You would think that something as barbaric as throwing balls around at each other would have died out by now, but then again, who does’t love watching people get pelted with stuff. I, personally, like to see people get stones thrown at them, but that’s just me. My school is having its annual dodgeball tournament tonight, which I am not partaking in because I am above that. What I am not above is watching people getting hurt, so I will be a spectator there tonight. I’m also going to be volunteering because I’m a productive member of society who donates there time. When is the last thing that you did to help the world? I bet you it can’t even come close to my good deed of serving pizza to children. That’s a saint-like act.

I’m actually quite proud of the dodgeball teams this year, because they seem to be above the ball jokes. Yes, ball jokes never get old, well, except for when they get old. In the past we have had: Balls In Your Face, Ball Crushers, and Eat Balls. This year we have much more mature names, and they are all based after music groups. We have: N*Sync, Jackson 5, and The Spice Girls.

So, did you hear that we have water on the moon? I’m just one step closer to being able to get my Moon Shoes on an head up to my new condo. NASA said that having found the water on the moon is just one more chapter in our book of knowledge about the moon (CNN). I think we need to just make the move up to the moon and get it over with. This is how it should work; We inhabit a planet, use it until it’s unusable, and move on to another planet. Rinse. Repeat. Sounds like a plan to me.

Am I the only one that forgot it was Friday the 13th today? That can’t be too good for The Jackson 5 tonight. I’ve never been superstitious, but it can’t hurt. I’m going to nail horseshoes to my hands and feet. What? That’s not how it works? What ever, at least I’ll just get more in touch with my inner Jesus.

Also, I get to go buy a graphing calculator this week. I can hardly contain my excitement of spending 120 buckaroos on a calculator. No really. The excitement is escaping me. Uh-oh! Here it comes!

Woohoo.

FF) Every second, Americans collectively eat one hundred pounds of chocolate. I bet your mom consumes at least 2/3 of that amount.

I’ll just start and and say, yes, I gave into the tubmlr craze. I know it’s like the combination of twitter and blogging, but I figured why not. I love twitter, I love blogging, so what’s not to love about tlogging? Tlogging? Bittering? I’ll come up with a better word for it some other time, and by some other time, I mean never. So if you want to follow me on Tumblr click here. And as always, if you want to follow my every waking move, here is my twitter.

Moving on to my next subject, which is a book. I shouldn’t call it a book, because it’s more than a book. Well actually, it’s not more than a book, it’s just a book, but to me it’s more than a book, it’s my favorite thing. The Hunger Games is a series (maybe?) of books written by the fabulous Suzanne Collins. She’s a God basically. The Hunger Games is a story about a futuristic ruined America which has been divided into 12 districts. Every year the 12 districts must select two people from 8-18 randomly to be sent into the Hunger Games. The idea of the Games is that the last person alive wins. Catching Fire is a sequel to The Hunger Games, and it makes my heart happy. There, I said it, I have feelings. Now my act of being a robot is gone forever. Golly-gee.

Christmas. Christmas. Weee! So, I know it’s only mid November, the 12th to be more exact, but I’m already getting in my Christmas mood! What is a Christmas mood? It’s a mode in the sprit of taking. Yes, I’ve already gone online and started looking for things that I want people to give me. What I am I buying other people, you ask? What’s that? You didn’t ask? Good. Because I wouldn’t have told you anyway. As a person, whom I admire, named Kayley said, “I can’t wait to pull out my snowman cardigan and Christmas owl v-neck bought for me by the lovely Rita and just dance around my living room to this Christmas channel with the fire a-blazing.” Now I can’t say that I have a snowman cardigan, or a Christmas owl v-neck bought for me by Rita, who evidently is lovely, but let me just say that the part about dancing around a fire? Oh yeah, I do that. Human Sacrifices and everything. What can I say? I just love the Christmas spirit!

So I leave you bloglings to go do more important things. What’s more important than you, you ask? Oh? You didn’t ask. OK.

FF) Looking a breasts for a man can improve his life span. Or maybe not….

Although I should be writing my NaNoWriMo novel, this is much more fun to do, and much much easier. But speaking of NaNo, I am doing so much better than I thought I was. I’m at about 6,000 words so far, which is 1,000 words ahead of schedual. Can you believe that? Me, ahead of schedual. This is a weird world that we’re living in.

I’m not exactly ahead of schedual on school though, and it’s not because I’m spending too much time on NaNo, it’s actually because I just don’t understand math. I start working with my tutor on thursday, so hopefully she should get me back on track, because I really need to do better in this class if I want to go anywhere besides the local community college.

I can’t believe I almost forgot to tell you blogians! I got my license last friday! Let’s say I’m overjoyed and I love being able to drive without my father sitting next to my critiquing every little thing I do. I got a 100 on my drivers test, so I guess I’m better than I thought because I was nervous about failing; I don’t know why, haha. But I passed, and that’s all that matters.

We only have one car at my dads house, and three people who can drive, so it’s kind of a rush to see who can get the car first. I think I might be investing in a shotgun so I can have an advantage, or at least a taser. I hope that my dad can get another car for either him or for me and my brother to share, but it’s hard to make ends meat right now, so I really doubt that we’ll be able to afford a new car. It’s not that bad because our scheduals are pretty different. My dad needs it when we’re in school, my brother needs it after school, and I need it a night. We haven’t had too much of an issue with one of us wanting the car and another person having it.

NaNoWriMo isn’t doing much for my blog, because it’s making me want to write as quick as I can, and not go back and edit. But it’s doing something for the times when I’m being unproductive on facebook or youtube though. It’s nice to have something I can always do and be productive. I really think I might win it this year, but that could just be the first week excitement. I’m going to go all out though, I’m trying not to let myself get under 2,000 words a day, and if I do I make myself average out the difference the next day. So far I’ve been pretty good, I’ve gone under 2,000 once, but I’ve never gone below the recommended 1,667 words a day. Things are looking good in the NaNo field.

And now I’m going to go take a well deserved break from writing and homework!

FF) The most popular first name in the world is Muhammad.

Three performances down and one left to go. This play really can’t get get done quick enough, but it has been a some-what fun experience. The shows are going well, which I’m surprised about because the last dress rehearsal we had, we didn’t know the last scene at all. I also found out that one girl I became friends with during the show is eleven. Honestly, I thought she was 14 or 15. I knew she was younger than me, but I had no idea that she was eleven, she seemed so much older. A lot of my friends have been coming to see the show which is encouraging, but someone came to the show today who I did not expect to see at all.

My friend in school thinks that a certain boy – who we’ll call Joe- is very attractive, and to put it in best terms, she sweats his life. I happen to think that Joe has somewhat distinct features, one of them being how pink his face is. It always looks like he has just come in from the cold or that he is blushing. I constantly brought this up whenever my friend talked about how hot she thought he was, so now we refer to Joe as pink-faced kid; and he was there tonight. I don’t know why he was there because as far as I know he isn’t related to anyone in the show, and I’ve never spoken to him in my life, but his whole family was there with him too.

I think I’m going to start NaNoWriMo this year, which is when you write an entire 50,000 word novel in one month. I’m not sure how this is going to turn out, I’m very busy so I have a bad feeling about it, but it’s worth a shot. I’m thinking of writing about an erie dystopia like in The Village. Who knows if it will work out, but if/when I quit you blog readers will be the first to know. Now I’m going to try to sleep, which should be harder than usual because the rain is banging on my window like a fist would.

FF) Grizzly bears can go up to three weeks without peeing.

Apartment Red uploaded the video I put above, and it got me thinking what would MY life be like without the internet, and I decided to write a list.

I wouldn’t be writing this blog
I wouldn’t have as many friends as I do
Maybe I would have more friends than I do because I would be more social
I wouldn’t have a permanent indent on my wrists from where I put my hand while typing.
I would have better grades.
I wouldn’t have a twitter.
I would watch more TV.
I would be overweight (You need two hands to type, so you can’t eat while typing!).
I wouldn’t know about some of my favorite authors.
I wouldn’t play the ukulele
I wouldn’t be as musical as I am
I wouldn’t know how to make or edit a movie.
I would be doing homework now instead of talking to people I’ve never met.

I wouldn’t know as many fun facts as I do.

FF) Snails can sleep up to 3 days.