new things to do

So I'm gonna do NaNoWriMo, national novel writing month, and IT'SGONNABEAWESOME.
Also I was talking to a guy on the Teen chat on Ravelry, another Beatles fan like me, and he said he was learning Beatles songs on the uke. So uhm. I just ordered a ukulele. I knoww. I spend too much money. But I really wanna play music. So. That's what I'm gonna do. :D I'm excited. I bought a pretty cheap one- for 40 dollars. Right, I know. BUT. MUUUSIC. Gonna learn this thing.

maybe

So what I like to say is 'I'm not a [noun] but I do [verb].' Like. I'm not a artist but I do draw (badly). I'm not a singer but I sing. I'm not a writer but I write. WAIT stop on that writer one. I've always liked writing. And at most points in my life I've wanted to be a writer. Then I realized that while writing most things I was pretty bad. Things I Am Awful at Writing: Fiction, Essays, Serious Things. Things I Am Pretty Good Or Even Very Good At Writing: Non-fiction, Skewed Non-Fiction, News, Fake News, Non-Serious Things, Bad Essays. I am quite good at this fake-news thing- ala the Onion or Daily Show- and I did, for about a year, write a faux local newspaper called The Clarkston Courier for which I was quite famous for for a while. Even recently, some kids are still 'dude are you still writing that please start again'? It was weird. Oh gosh. Let me see if I can find any, my Greatest Hits as it were...err anyway. So the writing. And sometimes I get ideas I want to write or the notion of journalism but gawd I get so lazy. Anyway. All this leads to I recently had a very good idea for some sort of story and I am thinking about trying to write it, it's one of those things that gets into my head and won't get out, so I'm thinking of jotting stuff down and trying. Sort of Caroline B. Cooney-ish story, I think. I used to love her books.

AND ALSO MY AUNT IS AWESOME because today I came home from work all tiirrred and mom goes all slyly, "so your aunt called today.." and my aunt lives across the state, I haven't seen her in a year (yeah, since Kody graduated, more than a year) and so I was thinking it was something like she was coming to visit which would be awesome, but it was this "she said that you wanted to atten Clark Community College over there, you could live with her while doing so." OMG. So now I have a sort-of plan, which is to a) get a drivers license b) graduate c) attend Clark Community Colllege and get a job over there and most importantly GET OUT OF THIS ONE HORSE TOWN. Holy crap. I am not quite sure exactly what CCC teaches but the other school I was thinking about was Spokane Falls Community College and only that one because ah it had a bowling in it. Also my mom went there.

Hnn what else. Did I mention, nobody bothered to tell me and Heather that they're running out of money to pay us with and so this is our last week of work? Oh, yes. The guys who pay us, Rural Resources, (even though we work at the library) didn't tell us. But school starts in 3 weeks anyway so we'll have two weeks off before which I wanted to do anyway because I am honestly getting sick of working.

I don't really want to go back to school because mostly I am lazy and awful at school. ALSO. Sad thing. I have to get up early enough to do hair and clothes and get ready, etc, etc, so this means I will prolly NOT get to stay up late every night to watch Jimmy Fallon. I HEART JIMMY FALLON. Srsly. He's not that funny but goddamn, he tries, and his bits (sketches, skits) are funny, like Rush Limbaugh Karoake and 7th Floor West and Cell Phone Shootout and Obama Facial Expressions and oh god HEAD SWAP. On the bright side- Conan is on earlier then he was last year, so now I can watch him every night instead of Letterman who I used to watch every night. Which is probably why I failed my first hour class, since I stayed up later to watch Conan most nights. Also I love Andy Richter and Conan's not been very funny lately. Dunno why. It's not quite the same. I like Andy'll Try It and whenever his producer Jordan comes on and some other stuff but sometimes he's not very funny. Still love him though.

I am debating on whether or not to buy more shirts from Threadless. It's a sale and I REALLY like the Madness of Mission 6, a sweet Pacman-reference one, and the one that says I Liked Homework Better when It was Called Coloring. Or maybe Twenty if By Giant Robot. Which is weird and JUST MY STYLE because I hate robots but it's on dark grey I think and I don't really like dark grey but nor do I like white, which is what coloring>homework is on. Madness of Mission 6 is just pure awesome. And only 8 bucks. If I find another 8 buck one I like, maybe Magic is just stuff science hasn't made boring yet, which is purple and I has no purple shirts but I am not such a big fan of Shirts with Words since people stop you and read them and it's sort of awkward.

I'm waiting for Heather to get online so I can speak with her. WITH MAH NEW MIC for the internet speaking. Wth is she.

I've been watching this video on FunnyOrDie.com, the Ballad of GI Joe, which is hilarious and heart-breaking and awesome and now I know the whole motherfucking song because it is so awesome.
Weird thing about me: in the morning, when I am hurrying to get ready for work, I sing showtunes. Like. Into the Woods. Which is was in the junior production of in SEVENTH GRADE. I am now going into twelfth. Into the woods where nothing's clear, where witches ghosts and ghouls appear..da dada into the woods into the woods.

i'm not a writer

But I do write. Like, April is Nat. Poetry Month and the library has a contest and this week is Haiku Week and Haiku I like, they're simple, so I wrote one:
Real or not, I bet
sometimes the Loch Ness Monster
gets really lonely.
Actually, as opposed to other poems I write, I like. And am rather proud of it. The only other poem I've written and liked, Commercial Breaks, was two years ago. I wrote it on a whim a few months before we did a poetry bit in class and when we did that, I just turned in that poem. And the teacher really liked it. wait, I'll find it...So the teacher readit aloud, to the class. If I would have been there, I would have been mortified. It's rather good, I think. Here, I found it in an old email to Heather with this attached:
"Okay so I wrote this awhile ago and I'm not sure about it because I'M NOT A POET AND I DO KNOW IT. Whaddaya think?

Commercial Breaks

If life was like the TV,

there'd be dramatic music,

snappy comebacks,

happy endings,

and commercial breaks.

But it isn't

and the dramatic music

doesn't play when kitty dies

or at grandpa's funeral.

There are no snappy comebacks

during a divorce or

when two people hate each other

so much

they can barely live together.

And there are no happy endings,

for when somebody dies

they don't come back

in the next episode

and they sure as hell just

don't get replaced with

another actor

and daddy's drinking

doesn't go away

in episodes to come.

Commercial breaks don't exist

expecially when you need one

like if mom and dad

got into a fight

and when the words from the sponsors are finished,

they've reconciled.

And test results don't come back

right after the newest ads for Microsoft and

McDonalds,

they come back after

days and days of waiting

and wondering

if mommy's going to die.

But life isn't like the TV.

Because we don't have

dramatic music,

snappy comebacks,

happy endings,

or commercial breaks

even if we really need them."

It is the height of my poem-writing career. Between that and Loch Ness Monster. Anyway, I wrote Commercial Breaks around the time when mom and dad were fighting a lot and there was a cancer scare with somebody in our family. And dad drank a lot. And I watched a lot of TV shows. But my kitty didn't die. Or my granpda. Or well. They did. Just not then. Uh, I still watch a lot of TV. But everything else is good. Heather wrote back with a 'That's actually pretty good'. Which was nice from her. She writes emo/dark/sad/vengeful poetry. Real poetry.

I also wrote a poem about a Sasquatch. I've been thinking a lot of Bigfoot and Sasquatches recently. I draw him on my math papers. Sometimes, he has a violin case with him. So I wrote a poem called Sasquatch Is Lonely. And it's about how lonely he is. I think I will enter it into the contest, next week, along with Commercials Breaks, even if Commercials Breaks is outdated. Meh.
Hey. I just got a call from an online high school guy. Weird. Yesterday, I signed up to recieve info on some virtual high school. I did not expect him to call me. I've been thinking about it, online highschool. What I'd like is mostly online high school with like one class at the regular high school. But I don't think I can do that. Man. Anyway, note to self: self, you put that number he gave you under the The Sims 2 Pets book right above the computer monitor. Okay? Okay.

Ah, next week on American Idol is Rat Pack Week. SQUEE! Cannot. WAIT. for all of them to RUIN these songs. Ah well but fun, yes?

Hmm no school tomorrow. Which I could play SIMS. Oh, gotta call Mary Joss.