I sleep until an hour after my alarm goes off almost every day. It’s not even my fault! My alarm goes off at 10, I know it does because I turn it off and fall right back to sleep. Then I wake up between 10:55 and 11:03 every day. I will then, sluggishly, crawl down the hall to my computer where I play WoW or write for the next hour. Then it’s lunch time.
And of course I eat completely healthily for lunch; my diet ranges from ninety-four microwave hot wings to a full meal and a half from Panda Express. Oh and chips. I have chips with everything. I’m not partial to which type of chips I want either; it really depends on what’s in the house. I avoid those stupid Baked chips like the plague though! They taste all dried and terrible, but if you like them, then you can have my share. That’s how generous I am.
After lunch I might take a shower. It really depends on what’s happening that day. If I’m meeting people I’ll usually shower, but if they’re people that don’t shower themselves then I don’t bother most of the time. Unless I feel dirty. That usually happens after not showering for three days, but I try to avoid that.
At this point Desperate Housewives is usually recorded, and there’s about an hour before I need to pick up my brother. So I’ll watch that and then pick him up from school. There’s almost always a Selena Gomez, Alanis Morissette, Reba, P!nk, or a mix CD on, and I think my music kind of bothers him, but that’s one of the best parts about being the driver. Everyone has to put up with what I like to listen to.
After picking up my brother my day will usually continue on the computer, or I’ll get a random text from a friend to hang out. At one or two in the morning I will finally go to sleep. This is a general day in the life of me.
For 2011, I hope to change that. I don’t like being able to chop up my day into a five paragraph story and know that it will be repeating every single day. This thought bothers me. So I’ve taken up a few new hobbies:
First, I have signed up for the gym. I figure if I get myself out of the house more often, I might have more energy and therefore do more things. If I do more things then there won’t be enough to do in one day, and my logic says that if there’s too much to have not enough time to do it all in one day, then every day will be different. Right? I think so.
Second, I have taken up the hobby of cooking. It doesn’t seem like a big change to think about right now, but I think that if I start cooking I’ll spend less time on WoW because I feel obligated to do my blog and my stories. So if I add cooking a bunch of meals for everyone to my plate (see what I did there? I’m so crafty.) then I’ll be able to be more responsible! I just came to that conclusion right now: cooking makes you responsible. I think everyone should take up cooking. Actually that’s a terrible idea because if I become a chef, but everybody takes up cooking, then I can’t get a job. Guys, be less responsible than I am and don’t take up cooking.
Lastly, I started my blog. I’m outlandishly thinking that I’ll get super famous by posting these blogs and become like a super blogger, and with the support of all my imaginary fans I’ll make millions without having to get a real job. I’ve heard of stories where it happens, so why couldn’t it happen to me? I think that by exaggerating my expectations, one of two things will happen. Either I’ll be right and everyone will love me with all the love ever, and I’ll make millions off the fame, or I’ll be so super crushed (that’s another exaggeration, don’t feel obligated to love my blog) by my failure that I’ll get a real job and make a steady income without the fame part. I might also finally write my novel because with this whole blog thing I’m going to be posting some short stories onto my deviantart (which I’ll link later), and I might develop an actual style and come up with a way to start the Legend. You’ll see me call it the Legend often, but I probably won’t go into any detail about it.
Apart from that, I hope to update on all the things I do, as well as post short stories and maybe even some long stories. I love constructive criticism, so don’t be afraid to tell me what you didn’t like or understand. I enjoy helping people understand me because I know I have a very distinct way of conveying my messages.
After rereading this post it seems like a much better intro post than the one I used. Whatever I’ll use this as a secondary intro post. That’s not breaking the rules, right? I don’t think so. Anyway, I’m working on the Three of Prophecy story. I’m not good at summaries, but basically what you’ll have to look forward to is these three girls who will all be raised by the same woman at the same time on different parts of the planet of Ablgath. When they all meet, they learn that their combined destiny is to save the world from a good Dragon driven mad, but certain things don’t quite add up.
Hopefully it won’t take too long to type up. I’ve started working on it yesterday, and I think it’ll be done before the end of January because it is a short story so it won’t be novel length. Oh you’ll also find my stories don’t really end. I mean they do for that part of the story, but I write sagas and chronicles all over the place, and I really enjoy reusing characters. The person you’ll find that the most with is Jeo. I don’t know what happened, but when I made him I fell in love with him, and now he’s everywhere. He won’t ever be a main character though, that’s our agreement.
I feel like my ability to cook far outweighs my ability to bake. I don’t bake sweets very well. I always leave them in a little too long, and I get the same complaint every time. It’s a little burnt on the bottom. Never the side, never the top, never the middle. It’s a little burnt on the bottom. Well screw you the bottom! Although, I’ve never received a complaint for my cooking. That really only serves to feed my ego. (Man I’m good at the cooking analogies!)
I think I might be slightly narcissistic. Actually I’ve always known that. I can’t help it if I like myself! Anyone who doesn’t like me just doesn’t know what they’re missing. I do know that I’m very intelligent, and I’m sleeping with grammar. It’s totally my Sophomore English teacher’s fault too. She was such a grammar Nazi! Above all else, if your grammar was perfect you got an “A.” Needless to say I passed her class with flying colors. Narcissism.
I am also very conniving. I come up with these elaborate schemes to make things end up how I want them to, and most of the time I don’t even mean to. I remember when I was younger I’d do it just to avoid the boredom of everybody else’s melancholy ideas, and then I did it so much that it became second nature. Now I don’t even notice when I do it most of the time. I need a friend to smack me and let me know that I’m being a jerk.
Anyway, I think I’m going to go watch reruns of the Closer until something interesting happens. Final episode of the season is later today! I’m so excited you have no idea. Enjoy life! If you like it, spread it like the plague.
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