And Writers Block Strikes Again!!!

I'm supposed to be writing the first draft of my story for Newspaper... but I can't think of how to write it, sooo....

I am procrastinating here instead! Woohoo!! Yeah! And no one's cheering! Except me! Great!

Anyway, it's a feature story about a teacher and her situation, etc, etc, and it should be all fluffy and touching, but I don't feel like writing anything fluffy or touching. And I've had back pain and stomach cramps all day. Pooh.

Oh, for our Personal Projects (this really big, if pointless, projects all the sophomores have to do...) we went to see our mentors today, and my group's mentor looked at the first chapter for mine, which is a novel. I thought my writing style was crass and childish, but you know how he described it?

Sophisticated!

Apparently, I am able to write sophistocatedly and shit. And that probably isn't a word, cuz there's a red line under it right now, but let me revel in my moment of glory! Bwahahaha!!

Ok, done.

And I've been pretty hyper all day. I think it might be because I actually ate breakfast this morning. Odd, huh? 

I was also planning on writing a short story next time I blog. Well, actually, that was a while ago, when I planned that, so it would be THIS time!! 

So...

Because my writer's block isn't fine with just blocking the journalism part of my brain, it's kind of made me unable to think of any way to tie three objects into a story. How about next time? I promise. (Don't count on it, folks)

Oh, and a few friends and I are doing a Mahou-shoujo manga parody! Only instead of girls, they're boys! And their objects that give them power are activated by VOICE COMMANDS! And their hair changes color when they go in costume! And all this other crap to make it make sense. Relatively. I'd like to start working on a preview thing, and try to animate some things and words and make it look just like any cliched movie preview out there! Only the only thing I have is Pencil, and it's one of those things where you have to draw every frame, so it'll take a while.

In a WORLD...

     of ENDLESS CLICHE...

            five boys....

                  and ONE FERRET... (please don't ask)

                         must BREAK BOUNDARIES...

                                 find a mysterious object...

                                        SAVE the WORLD...

                                               and fine ROMANCE...

        The 498th summer... (it sounds cool!)

                  (INSERT SERIES TITLE HERE) (yeah, I should probably think of one)

                          THE SAGA BEGINS NOW

Like that! 

Only it'll have no voices cuz I can't voice men. Or boys. At all. So sad, eh? I guess I could try and pitch down my voice? I'll find a way! FuwaFuwa-sama (god of all things YAOI) is ON MY SIDE! Bwahahaha!!

And even though it's gonna be, like, a 1-minute preview, idk if I'll actually finish it, or if we'll ever get around to actually writing the damn thing, but this'll be a nice thing to kinda keep me going, and maybe, if I make it REALLY AWESOME (as in passable, and not hideous), watching it might make me more motivated!

Wish me luck! 

And I still have no idea how to start my article!

We got our PSAT scores back...

Sometime near the end of last semester, my school took the PSAT to give juniors and sophomores practice, and to give freshmen something to do.
I got my scores back, and my score was 190/240. Is that good? Not bad, at least, right? It seems my critical reading is higher than 99% of sophomores, my writing skills are higher than 97% of them, but my math is only higher than 86%.


In a little box, it showed a comparison to college-bound juniors, and it said 93. It means I'm doing better than 93% of the nation's juniors, right? 


Of course, my mother said I need to be in the top 5% at least and my father, upon seeing my math score, gave me this... face... and this weird... shouty-yelly-grunt sound. And he shouted at me to work harder on my math. Hell, I'm surprised I did that well, damnit!


And he didn't even care about how well I did on the other parts. Damn, I get nothing but criticism from him. It makes me sad. But I did better than I thought, so I guess it's fine. (It's probably not, actually, but whatever)






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Before I start on a rant, I'll go to something else...
In French, Madame changed our seats so in the 4-person group I'm in now, I know two of them by name, and I've spoken to one of those two maybe twice last semester. Oh, joy. I liked my old seat. I was there for a year and a half. But she moved me. Je suis triste.


Anyway, we watched a movie called "Le Chateau de ma Mere" or My Mother's Castle.
It was about a boy whose family went to their house in the country to see the hills every holiday, but then the clever mother had them go every weekend. She's so very sly. I like her.


Anyway, by the hills, the main character, a boy named Marcel, has a friend named Lili who lives in Les Bellons and is a bit older than him. Lili is a boy, by the way, just to put that out there. Anyway, they put in a few scenes of them running around and having fun together. At this, I immediately thought, YAOI!!


But then he meets this girl named Isabelle and she totally ruined the yaoi vibe between the two. It made me resent her a little it.


It was still an enjoyable movie, though we didn't get to finish it.

Welcome to 2011.

Please keep your hands and feet inside the vehicle at all times, and we hope you'll enjoy the ride.








Yeah, that was pretty lame.
Anyway. It's January 1, 2011. 
Meaning it's gonna take a while for me to start dating papers correctly.
Happy New Years, etc, etc, even though I probably should have said this when I was staying up late last night. (Early this morning?)


Anyway, thanks for sticking by this blog for so long, please seek professional help if you plan on continuing to do so, and I hope we have a great year.




I probably had something I wanted to say, but I forgot what it was.
Happy New Years, and let's hope I get all my homework done in the next 3 days. :)