I feel really bad, seeing as I haven’t updated this blog in ages. Maybe a month. Maybe more. I’m not quite sure, and I really don’t want to know, because then that would be sad. So much (not really?) has happened in the last two months, and it’s been quite stressful. Dealing with my twenty-something cousin who came from Florida in September and all the drama that ensued, and then my uncle’s snoring from my living room, and leading the school’s African American & Latino Fest, and the Holidays, and buying a house, and helping remodel said house, and school. I’ve been so busy trying to not let stuff that doesn’t matter take over my life (hello, obsessions!), and trying to keep everything in perspective that I really haven’t had any mental energy to write (or publish) anything. (I haven’t written any fan-fiction in over a year, due to lack of inspiration. and laziness).
We officially bought a house two days after Christmas. We will move there in late February. I’ve been having conflicting feelings about this. On one hand, I don’t want to leave Maddy (meow!), and (strangely enough) Fest. On the other hand, I really am sort-of excited about the prospect of having a fresh start.
New Year’s was interesting. I went to a party, at a friend’s house. It was in the basement, and three other girls (one of whom is in Fest, the other two are freshmen in college, and were also Fest-members last year..) showed up. I’ve never shared more than a ‘Hi!’ with any of them, so that right there was pretty awkward. Then the catching up started… and of course I didn’t really have anything to contribute to that particular conversation. Then came the dancing part of the evening*. It was all hip-hop-style music, and dancing that you would expect to see at a nightclub. I feel it is necessary for me to point out, that I don’t–under any circumstances–listen to that kind of music of my own free volition. I listen to Ben Gibbard/Death Cab/The Smiths/She & Him/Buddy Holly/Lumineers/Spice Girls/Joni Mitchell/Buddy Holly-type stuff. I will occasionally listen to David Bowie or Pink Floyd or the Beatles or Juanes. But all of that is a complete 180 music-wise. Also, I don’t dance. (If you watch the Mindy Project, just picture Mindy in that Zumba class. In a basement. You get the idea). I spent the rest of the night at my aunt’s house watching Anderson Cooper and Kathy Griffin’s New Years Thing. I will say this now: ANDERSON COOPER IS ADORABLE.
We went back to school two days later and things were pretty much back to normal. I devoted an entire day to writing a History Outline on the Alien and Sedition Act of 1798, which for those of you who have no clue as to what those are, are a dreadfully dull subject.
I daresay, the most exciting thing to happen this year was my falling with the loosened stairs, and knocking the entire thing down. The saddest thing was not qualifying for the DECA State Competitions.
Right now, I have Mid Term Exams to look forward to next Thursday, Friday and the following Monday and Tuesday. yay!!! Oddly enough, though, I’m not really worried about my exams, other than the French and History ones… English, Chemistry, Geometry and Finance are not overly concerning.
Hopefully, I’ll be able to get back on track with my writing this year…
LIVE LONG AND PROSPER, MY FRIENDS!