May 16th, 2008

Rainbow || Rainbow northern lights.

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My novel is 64.5k words, 124 pages long, 25 chapters and it still isn't finished. Sigh. It's ABOUT finished, I hope.

No wonder I decided this would be a pair or a trilogy and not one book.

Ari and I texted back and forth. We're going to make this an easy in-house affair (oh bad word choice). She picked her favorite movie and said it's going to be a surprise. When I texted that there better be some attractive girls in it or I'll tickle her to death, she replied that there are.

Thus, everything is good.

Save for the fact that I'm sick and can barely breathe out of my noise. A shower tomorrow and medication will help that.

To Do:
A little laundry by tomorrow night
Packing by tomorrow night
Maths one-page summary by 19 May
Maths presentation by 19 May
Interiorscapes one-page paper on "Going Green" by tomorrow night
American Literature 3-5 page paper on The Perfect Society due 20 May
Finish Pudd'nhead Wilson's last chapters by 19 May

I think that's it, thankfully. Still too much for a sick Kiwi but I better get used to this.

And guess what? I have to pee. Great G's and G's, I'm sick of this.

Bedtime. Now. (After reading one chapter more...)
Rainbow || Rainbow northern lights.

Sick Senior Skip (And Senior Skip is Sick!)

Waking up in the morning with a cold stinks.

Getting out of a hot shower with a cold, however, is amazing.

I felt like singing just because I could breathe through my nose!

Been texting with Ari this morning--she had the guts to text me just after 8:30! I could have been a bear about it and growled! Snork.

Skipping school 'cause it's senior skip day and I don't feel great anyway but I'm going to go to Ari's house so we can watch a movie and I can still get some work done.

I still haven't done my laundry because I'm bad like that. Geh.

And off for the day!

(My nose is shiny. Giggle.)
Rainbow || Rainbow northern lights.


So. I'm not going to Ari's and that's fine and good.

For some unexplainable reason, I joined up at Sheroes again.

I hate that for a while I have that horrible fear I'm about to be eaten alive.

I mean, last time people liked me. I'm literate, kind, and reasonably amusing. When I make mistakes I apologize for them and am grateful to have them pointed out so I don't make them again. I don't attack people. I try to stay out of drama.

Why all the fear that I'm about to be ripped to shreds?

It is slightly concerning.

ETA: Mr. Grover's final physics speech drove Snoopy to tears. Wish I could have been a fly on the wall. The Cavinator wasn't that passionate about physics. I think I missed out.
Rainbow || Rainbow northern lights.

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So. I have done very little today.

Drove Dweeb to Gamestop and his attempt to pre-order a game failed miserably.

Went to Snoopy and after much Freaking Out she finally managed to pierce my ear again. First ever time getting the third hole. w00t w00t. Like that they're all on the left.

I'm packed cloths-wise for Ferry Beach. Not the best selections, and not enough socks/legwarmers, but I should be warm and at least look Kiwish.

My prom dress is off with Grammie so she can hem it. She said it has "pazaz," more than any of the other dresses she has worked on, and that it's one of a kind. There is general approving.

You all will have pictures. Eventually.

So. Packing for Ferry Beach. And I still have to do school work some time. Looks as though I'll be writing up my paper Monday night, the night before it's due. Whatever. I'm fully capable!

Need to remember to get tissues. Wonder if I'll sleep in Xiegler.