HAPPY HOLIDAYS FROM THE STRESS QUEEN!

In conclusion of NaNoWriMo, the holidays have started, and the ACT along with finals are looming. I remember when I was a little kid, and I was waiting for Santa and so excited... Nowadays all I can think about is buying gifts and study study studying. Sometimes I wish I could just enjoy it before the twentieth after school. Instead, I have to be forming study guides and finding things about people so I can buy them gifts because they're all people whom I love very much. In my house, we always buy ornaments together; a new ornament for each kid per year, and we go together to buy them. This year, I got a Mockingjay pin ornament. We put it up on the tree, and it looks so cool. That simple thing may have sort have pushed off the stress a little, but not nearly enough. Christmas gifts are another different story. Shopping for the guys in my life are hard as it is, and this year I have my brother for our secret Santa in my family. I am super freaked out that I don't have any idea what to get him. Between my friends I have to get them each something except for the group I have secret Santa with. That lessens, yet increases the stress. Last on my list of stress is finals and the ACT. Finals are a regularly reoccurring thing, and I've been through them ten other times in my life in precisely eighty other classes, yet they never cease to scare the living crud out of me. Then there's the ACT, in which I have taken four other times. My mom is telling me to get a thirty, because everyone knows that it is "so easy" well that just adds a little pressure to my whole situation. To conclude my obsession over the holidays, I'd like to say this; Deck the Halls and stay distressed. If you're stressed, then you just might need a little more coffee. Happy Holidays!

How is Susan doing in NaNoWriMo?

This is how you can tell how I'm doing! I realize that this is not a full blog post, but this is what will tell you how many words I have! So I thought it was pretty cool and I should add it, so I did. Wow, this writing has practically emptied my vocabulary. Good night!

Impending Doom

The time has come, the stage is set. In just a mere 13 hours and 45 minutes I will be starting on my November Journey of NaNoWriMo. Never heard of it? It's NaNoWriMo.org, and this site is designed to specifically help you make it through 30 days of writing 50,000 words. My next few posts might be obsessing about my story, and I do apologize, but here is the run through of what I'm going to try. My story is going to be about a girl. I don't exactly have a name for her right now, so we'll call her A. She is volunteered by her parents for a study that involves turning her dreams into movies. After she is thoroughly embarrassed she is allowed to go back home. When she gets back home she is in for a surprise. To her, it's not so surprising that no one is home. She assumes that their planned vacation went longer than expected, so she enjoys sleeping in her bed. When she wakes up she watches the news and all she sees is live footage of the growing zombie population. From there, I'm not sure what to do. I do realize this needed to be published more than 24 hours ago, but I still feel the same way. Here goes nothing.Imoending iiii

Senioritis

Senioritis. It's kind of funny that this is what I chose to make my blog about, but I felt like musing. Until this week, I hadn't a trace of true Senioritis. Then, some time Tuesday, after a great Monday of drama fun, I started to feel it. All I wanted to do was go home and wait for summer, then college. I wanted to stop listening to the Spanish substitute, and walk out. The dictionary doesn't have a definition, but I believe it is basically defined as not wanting to do anything boring. I'm not sure if there's a cure to Senioritis, but I really need one. I won't be able to make it through the year if I want to turn my head to all of the scholarships I seem to be finding, or if all I want to do is throw my Spanish in my teacher's face. Maybe the cure is to get done with Fall Play and throw myself back into my homework more firmly than before. Here goes nothing.

Performing

Hi guys! So, I know I already talked about fall play, so this blog is about performing. I performed yesterday for the junior high, and it was kind of unnerving when the junior high kids didn't really respond to our jokes. My cook part, though, went really well, but I couldn't stop laughing. Cameron, though might have a grudge against me, as I fed him corn meal and jello. That is why I couldn't stop laughing. I am working hard to plan something big for Fridays performance, but won't say more, as my teacher might read this. That, along with a pressure to perform, has thrown me into a tizzy that might rival that very teacher's. I have to have everything perfect before a performance, and that makes me a grouch that angers others. It's something that I am not proud of, but my nerves make me do crazy stuff. In conclusion, I hope you never have anything but a cordial conversation directly before a performance, so your feelings can be spared. This year, so far I have cursed right back at Joe, who told me to be quiet along with a very unkind word. I have also scared some of my friends because of my intensity when I discuss the play. Sabrina has chosen not to get into a deep conversation with me until the cast party. Breathe in, breathe out. I'm sure glad I got the breathing app when it was free.

Fall play

Last year This year Fall Play fun! Fun with demon Sabrina My favorite fall activity is something that I absolutely love to do! Starting before school starts, I try out for the fall play, and from there the fun begins. First we try out. The try-out is a cold read of the chosen play, and I always get ridiculously nervous. Then, we wait. Gee, waiting makes me even more nervous than trying out.

When we find out what parts we are, we get started on putting together the play. This year, I started out with two parts: a thief and an ugly old lady. The first practice is a basic cold read with our scripts. It's always really funny meeting the new kids and figuring out who everyone is. Then we kind of move into doing it on stage by doing individual scene practices. I felt like I was hardly in any of the practices this year, thanks to me originally being in only two scenes. We finally combine when each scene has had a handful of practices.

The first run-through this year was kind of bumpy, but we slowly got better. Then we added outfits, more props, a background, and we make it to where we are at right now. The matinee is coming up, I'm kind of nervous. Actually, I'm a lot nervous, but it's not because I don't know what I'm doing. When I get on stage in front of people, I realize everyone can see every move I make, and every mistake I make. This is my last year in the Drama department in high school, and all I can do is hope that I make it my best. Three performances, and my last fall play is over. Signing out for the night! ~Blondie~

Musing about rain

This captured my attention
        Storms are the most interesting things in the world. It's been raining these last few days, and it makes me think. Rain is a type of weather that, like snow, makes people's moods go to one extreme or another. For me, it depends on the day. This morning, the grouchy weather made me grouchy, but now it makes me excited, and filled with anticipation of what is to come. When it finally starts to rain, I love listening to it tap on the ceiling for hours. If it's night, I will fall asleep to it. Tonight, I hope it rains, but without lightening. Lightening makes my room way too bright, so I can't fall asleep unless I curl into a tiny ball and put my thick comforter over my head. Thunder, though, when it's not very close, just adds to the effects of the rain. Pit-pat. Pit-pat.