A lot to say today. First of all I'd like to apologize for my lack of december photos, I will try again in June. Also, I know I complained about being sick, well turns out, after my freaking annoying cold, I got the chicken pox... Yes... the chicken pox.. Because EVERYONE gets the chicken pox now a days -_-. But after that terrible ordeal was over, I got the stomach flu.. I've been kind of healthy ish as of lately but I'm still not 100%. To make matters worse, I think I may have a stress fracture which is TERRIBLE because track starts up next month! I've got a doctor's appointment tomorrow so I'll see what happens. Fingers crossed it's nothing major.
SI was eating dinner today, some chicken... Right so I'm eating it, talking like I always do (all the time) and somehow or another, the chicken slipped out of my hand and ended up landing in my cup of milk...
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Yeah, so that was kind of bizarre, but things like that happen all the time with me and I seriously think it's because I have ADHD (or I'm crazy... both likely scenarios). Anyway, but this has happened before.. I was at a friend's birthday party and had my cookie cake chunk thing . . . on my fork and as I was talking to my friend or got distracted or I don't remember, but I looked away from my cookie cake and I look back and it's sitting in the bottom of my soda...Like for real? How does this keep happening? Better question, how do I manage to dress myself in the morning without killing myself (don't answer that).
So I've taken to listening to film scores. Why you ask? Because they're fricken amazing!!! It's gotten my creative juices all in a frenzy. It's like actually being in the movie.. Plus I don't get distracted by the lyrics because hey, there are none!
Anyway, so I've been rewriting my novel that I finished last year because though I've completed it and like the idea behind it and the general plot line of the story, my overall writing is pretty terrible considering I started writing it in eighth grade.. So yea I'm rewriting it, and I'm pretty excited, and it got me thinking of a sort of sequel thing (cuz I think way too far ahead and can't finish something before I want to start another) and I'm pretty psyched about that too.
So I don't know if I've mentioned this before but I seriously am the most distracting person... Like, when I'm around my friends and stuff, even if I have work I have to do, I still try to talk to them and I feel bad cuz they never get anything done because I'm too busy talking to them.. I just wish I could shut up, but I've got this long unending ramble in my head that won't go away unless I start talking.
I also talk out and enjoy pestering people way more than any almost adult should... Again, I am totally convinced I'm ADHD. . or I just like listening to my own voice.
Oh, new thought, I started reading "The Wonderful Wizard of Oz" because i'm going to be writing an article comparing it to the new movie "Oz the powerful" that's coming out. And I'm pretty excited because I used to love these books and I haven't read them since first or second grade... But I'm like kind of unsure how I was able to read them without freaking out... maybe that's not the right word, let me explain...
So, I'm reading about how the Tin Man becomes the Tin Man, and you'd think "oh, he probably was just created out of tin right? From scrap?" WRONG..
K so he starts off as this woodchopper, and he falls in love with this lady and gets himself cursed by a witch.. So while he's chopping wood one day, his ax slips and he cuts his leg off... And as a reader I kind of just paused and was like 'okay, what the heck did I just read? I thought this was a kids' book?' so I keep reading and the Tin Man's like, "Yea, it was a real downer, but then this guy made me a leg out of tin!" so everything's all hunk dory for the Tin Man, until he cuts his other leg off... He gets another tin leg... THen he cuts his arms off and you're just like "MAN JUST GIVE UP ON THE FREAKING WOOD CHOPPER CAREER FOR PITY'S SAKE!" but no, he get's his tin arms... And you're like "okay, whatever, keep chopping wood, see if I care.." of course he does, and what do you know, the poor bastard's chopped his head off. *pardon my french* And the tin man's like "well surely I thought that would be the end of me" and you're sitting there thinking to yourself "well yea...usually when people chop their heads off, they become pretty dead..." but no, he gets a tin head... So he's made entirely of tin save for his torso until *surprise surprise* he chops his body in half... So now he's entirely tin... And that my dear blog-readerss, is how the Tin Man becomes the Tin MAn...
But for real, I don't remember that at all, but I guess as like a seven year old reading these books I was just like "Oh, yeah, you can totally cut your head off and replace it with tin and still be alive... Totally possible." Seriously though the fact that this never disturbed me as a child is truly... bizarre... Anyway, I think that's enough rambling for now, I have to go, according to Pandora Radio, the orcs are assembling so I must be off.
Toodleoo and paxout
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Yeah, so that was kind of bizarre, but things like that happen all the time with me and I seriously think it's because I have ADHD (or I'm crazy... both likely scenarios). Anyway, but this has happened before.. I was at a friend's birthday party and had my cookie cake chunk thing . . . on my fork and as I was talking to my friend or got distracted or I don't remember, but I looked away from my cookie cake and I look back and it's sitting in the bottom of my soda...Like for real? How does this keep happening? Better question, how do I manage to dress myself in the morning without killing myself (don't answer that).
So I've taken to listening to film scores. Why you ask? Because they're fricken amazing!!! It's gotten my creative juices all in a frenzy. It's like actually being in the movie.. Plus I don't get distracted by the lyrics because hey, there are none!
Anyway, so I've been rewriting my novel that I finished last year because though I've completed it and like the idea behind it and the general plot line of the story, my overall writing is pretty terrible considering I started writing it in eighth grade.. So yea I'm rewriting it, and I'm pretty excited, and it got me thinking of a sort of sequel thing (cuz I think way too far ahead and can't finish something before I want to start another) and I'm pretty psyched about that too.
So I don't know if I've mentioned this before but I seriously am the most distracting person... Like, when I'm around my friends and stuff, even if I have work I have to do, I still try to talk to them and I feel bad cuz they never get anything done because I'm too busy talking to them.. I just wish I could shut up, but I've got this long unending ramble in my head that won't go away unless I start talking.
I also talk out and enjoy pestering people way more than any almost adult should... Again, I am totally convinced I'm ADHD. . or I just like listening to my own voice.
Oh, new thought, I started reading "The Wonderful Wizard of Oz" because i'm going to be writing an article comparing it to the new movie "Oz the powerful" that's coming out. And I'm pretty excited because I used to love these books and I haven't read them since first or second grade... But I'm like kind of unsure how I was able to read them without freaking out... maybe that's not the right word, let me explain...
So, I'm reading about how the Tin Man becomes the Tin Man, and you'd think "oh, he probably was just created out of tin right? From scrap?" WRONG..
K so he starts off as this woodchopper, and he falls in love with this lady and gets himself cursed by a witch.. So while he's chopping wood one day, his ax slips and he cuts his leg off... And as a reader I kind of just paused and was like 'okay, what the heck did I just read? I thought this was a kids' book?' so I keep reading and the Tin Man's like, "Yea, it was a real downer, but then this guy made me a leg out of tin!" so everything's all hunk dory for the Tin Man, until he cuts his other leg off... He gets another tin leg... THen he cuts his arms off and you're just like "MAN JUST GIVE UP ON THE FREAKING WOOD CHOPPER CAREER FOR PITY'S SAKE!" but no, he get's his tin arms... And you're like "okay, whatever, keep chopping wood, see if I care.." of course he does, and what do you know, the poor bastard's chopped his head off. *pardon my french* And the tin man's like "well surely I thought that would be the end of me" and you're sitting there thinking to yourself "well yea...usually when people chop their heads off, they become pretty dead..." but no, he gets a tin head... So he's made entirely of tin save for his torso until *surprise surprise* he chops his body in half... So now he's entirely tin... And that my dear blog-readerss, is how the Tin Man becomes the Tin MAn...
But for real, I don't remember that at all, but I guess as like a seven year old reading these books I was just like "Oh, yeah, you can totally cut your head off and replace it with tin and still be alive... Totally possible." Seriously though the fact that this never disturbed me as a child is truly... bizarre... Anyway, I think that's enough rambling for now, I have to go, according to Pandora Radio, the orcs are assembling so I must be off.
Toodleoo and paxout
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