Why hello. I feel that it's time I took it upon myself to begin this blog anew. I see I have three followers out there, but it should be safe to assume that they're three of my parents (hi parents).
It is currently the middle of summer, a rather depressing time of summer, I must admit. The time when people begin telling me that my birthday's coming up, which is alarming for a number of reasons: one, I have to think of things I want for my birthday, which I can never think of until the opportunity for telling has passed; two, I have to prepare invitations and work up the nerve to give them to my friends, setting myself up for rejection; three, I have to think of a setting for my birthday, as just hanging around the house doesn't sound very celebratory, though usually it's all I want; and finally four, it means summer is ending, as my birthday is August 20th. A miserable time, I never want to prepare for it. Honestly, the best thing my birthday could hope to be is a consolation for the beginning of school.
And speaking of school, I managed to get a 4 out of 5 on my AP History test. Naturally, I'm happy, relieved, and my expectations have been fulfilled. But I still get this strange disappointment in not getting the perfect and rather impossible 5. I didn't study, so really a 4 is phenomenal; I never expected a 5, so I wan't getting my hopes up in the least. In fact, I prayed for a 3. I'm not entirely sure what to make of this.
From today on, my mother has decided to take it upon herself to be my swim coach. I suppose it will get me out of the house, prepare me for swim team come fall, give me a nice tan and clear my skin, and help me get into shape... but at the same time... I'll have to leave the house and exercise. Everyday, pretty much. Ugh, it gives me pains to think about it.
On top of my daily obligation to swim, I've also decided to join in on Camp NaNoWriMo. For those of you who don't know (I'm pretty sure all my parents know about it at this point, but just to be sure) NaNoWriMo stands for National Novel Writing Month, which is ordinarily November, but they were so successful that they've decided to have summer opportunities as well. My goal is the norm, 50,000, but it's also quite frankly the most I've ever written. Currently I'm about a week in and I've got 14,000 words, which is good, but I think my story might just be hurtling down a cavern of no return. Bad things are happening there; the tone is off, the characters are flat, the plot is virtually nonexistent, the writing atrocious, and typos abundant. All that aside though, I think it's coming out pretty well.
I've been made a moderator of a group on a website called Figment. That's been pretty fun, though I've been neglecting it slightly due to my NaNoWriMo obligations, and my persistent need to ignore them until the very last minute.
I also was due to write a review on Figment several days ago, but at this point I'm not sure I ever will.
I think that's all I want to say for now, as I'm certain my life isn't all that compelling to you. This was fun to write however, so I think I'll keep up on this blogging thing. I'd never really gotten the hang of it; or rather, I had the hang of it for about one year (see my first posts) then I lost it. I guess, keep yourselves tuned, parents, and I may or may not return with more updates, anecdotes, and/or complaints on my life and how it's going.
Bye!
It is currently the middle of summer, a rather depressing time of summer, I must admit. The time when people begin telling me that my birthday's coming up, which is alarming for a number of reasons: one, I have to think of things I want for my birthday, which I can never think of until the opportunity for telling has passed; two, I have to prepare invitations and work up the nerve to give them to my friends, setting myself up for rejection; three, I have to think of a setting for my birthday, as just hanging around the house doesn't sound very celebratory, though usually it's all I want; and finally four, it means summer is ending, as my birthday is August 20th. A miserable time, I never want to prepare for it. Honestly, the best thing my birthday could hope to be is a consolation for the beginning of school.
And speaking of school, I managed to get a 4 out of 5 on my AP History test. Naturally, I'm happy, relieved, and my expectations have been fulfilled. But I still get this strange disappointment in not getting the perfect and rather impossible 5. I didn't study, so really a 4 is phenomenal; I never expected a 5, so I wan't getting my hopes up in the least. In fact, I prayed for a 3. I'm not entirely sure what to make of this.
From today on, my mother has decided to take it upon herself to be my swim coach. I suppose it will get me out of the house, prepare me for swim team come fall, give me a nice tan and clear my skin, and help me get into shape... but at the same time... I'll have to leave the house and exercise. Everyday, pretty much. Ugh, it gives me pains to think about it.
On top of my daily obligation to swim, I've also decided to join in on Camp NaNoWriMo. For those of you who don't know (I'm pretty sure all my parents know about it at this point, but just to be sure) NaNoWriMo stands for National Novel Writing Month, which is ordinarily November, but they were so successful that they've decided to have summer opportunities as well. My goal is the norm, 50,000, but it's also quite frankly the most I've ever written. Currently I'm about a week in and I've got 14,000 words, which is good, but I think my story might just be hurtling down a cavern of no return. Bad things are happening there; the tone is off, the characters are flat, the plot is virtually nonexistent, the writing atrocious, and typos abundant. All that aside though, I think it's coming out pretty well.
I've been made a moderator of a group on a website called Figment. That's been pretty fun, though I've been neglecting it slightly due to my NaNoWriMo obligations, and my persistent need to ignore them until the very last minute.
I also was due to write a review on Figment several days ago, but at this point I'm not sure I ever will.
I think that's all I want to say for now, as I'm certain my life isn't all that compelling to you. This was fun to write however, so I think I'll keep up on this blogging thing. I'd never really gotten the hang of it; or rather, I had the hang of it for about one year (see my first posts) then I lost it. I guess, keep yourselves tuned, parents, and I may or may not return with more updates, anecdotes, and/or complaints on my life and how it's going.
Bye!
