May the Odds Be Ever In Your Favor

Ladies and gentlemen, it has begun. There is dramatic, inspiring music in the background, and I am on top of the world.

Camp NaNoWriMo is a go.

Emma, Mariesa, and I had a lovely online (thank God for computers) kick-off party, and I managed to churn out about 1400 words of Fool Me Once edits in a little under two hours.

Here's a sneak peak.

Slowly, we picked out way down the stairs. Halfway to what I assumed was the bottom, if the soft glow coming from what I hoped was a replacement lantern was anything to go by, the desk slid back into place, dropping us into complete darkness—save the aforementioned light.
"That's unfortunate." Edmund muttered.
To keep from tripping, falling, and breaking my neck, I eased my way down, a hand constantly against the wall. A residue I didn't care to think about clung to my hand, seeping up between my fingers. I stepped off the final step into a puddle of something else I didn't' care to think about.

So far, I'm loving this. Since my first draft, I added a new main character (*cuddles Edmund bc reasons*), a new point of view character (*cuddles Harvey bc awesome POV*), and tons of new scenes to flesh out this rather short story.

From here on, I'm going to try and keep up posting updates for Camp NaNo, but I haven't picked a day yet; I might just go with Wednesdays. *shrug*

Well, anyways, I should probably get back to writing. I'm hoping to get a little ahead so that come finals week (*shudder*), I'm not trying to write 1k a day and study.

Anyone else having problems with conflicting schedules? Got any awesome kick-off stories? Let me know in the comments below.

Good luck! See you next week!

Spring Break

11 weeks of 2015 come and gone, and suddenly it's march. 10 (sometimes painfully) long weeks of the school year has also gone by. Last week was my favorite yet.

The past 9 days have been filled with a blissful nothingness and absolutely nothing to do. I wrote quite a bit for DOOM (kind of), and I played countless hours of Destiny and Minecraft.

Last week went by too fast.

I'm ready for Spring Break again.

My professor warned me this would happen. She told my entire totally-paying-attention ENC1101 class that the student body would be cloaked in a choking malaise of laziness for the rest of the semester.


It's Monday and I already don't want to work anymore.

I keep looking at my schedule for the week and groaning. 

It's so bad. I am now the picture of lazy, procrastination-prone college student.

What's ironic is I have a paper on procrastination due in four days and I haven't even started.

Someone send help. I need motivation. Or maybe a cheer team?

How do you guys deal with procrastination?

I've Been Slapped in the Face by Life

So. Things are happening yet again on the blog of the ever-lazy blogger.

Um. I'm not even going to bother apologizing, because I'm fairly certain that anyone who was reading this blog is now dead (or just off reading some other, or, rather, a more active blog). No, but really. I am sorry guys. Whoever said time flies when you're having fun is absolutely right.

I'm busy, but it's a good busy, and I'm actually, kind of, sort of having fun with my life right now.

I started college a month ago. I'm driving now. I've made some new friends. I baby-sat my niece yesterday. I'm writing a little again. I'm friggen exercising guys.

Life is good.

OH. AND I'M FREAKING GOING TO WICKED. I AM SO EXCITED. I'M SO EXCITED, IN FACT, I BOUGHT A DRESS.

THIS GIRL DOES NOT BUY DRESSES.

it's gonna be da bomb.

Emma's going too. We're gonna sing the entire 5 hour trip and drive her parents nuts.

Again. It's going to be da bomb.

ta-ta for now
hopefully i'll be back soon ;_;

2014, A Wonderful Year

It's 2015. Guys. It's 2015. 

When did that happen?

I swear, a couple of months ago, it was only like June. And a couple of months before that, it was only 2010. My Mom always told me that the years get faster the older you get, and I've found that that's true beyond all belief.

I'm seventeen. I'm starting college classes in five freaking days. 

Where did the time go?

Sometimes, especially after thing like the Latin exam I took this morning, I really just want to go back to kindergarden. I remember when my only care in the world was playing the day away and not wanting to take naps (now all I want to do it take naps).

But alas, time goes on, and we must all grow up. Now, don't get me wrong, there have been some really cool things that I've gotten to do because I'm growing up. I've met some amazing people and done some amazing things.

Emma, Mariesa, I seriously love you guys. Like. A lot.
Thanks for all the memories. #turnip

2014, I'm going to miss you. You were a great year, really. Last year, I met one of my best friends, and really got to know the other over the summer. Last year, I finished a 50,000 word novel in a month. Last year, I became an aunt. Last year, I did so many things, so many awesome, wonderful, crazy, stressful, unforgettable things and I loved (most) every second of it.

Here's to hoping that this year, we do even more. 

It's 2015. Let's do this thing. Happy New Years, everyone.