I WON!!!!!!

I won I won I won I won I won.
I think I may be the happiest person in the whole entire world right this minute.
Yay.

36,485

And done. I'm out of plot. The big thing that was supposed to happen at the end happened and it was depressing in the way it was supposed to be, but I don't have enough words. What's next? Excessive adjectives? Dreams? Song lyrics?
Probably all of the above.

30,000

I'm here. But I'm so behind.
But really, only another 20,000. In two days.

Figuring

I figure that if I hit 35000 tonight, I can write 7500 for the next two days and win.
So really, today is what will make or break this novel. It's pressure, and I work well under pressure. I have this crazy crazy need to win this year, to prove something to the world. I'm not quite sure what I'm trying to prove, but it must be something important.
I have 27025 words right now. I need another 8475 if we're going to do this thing.
I may be a little bit crazy, but in the best of ways.

25,000

I am so behind, but I'm happy. This is why I'm so happy.
"ghosts is one of those plays that is not really that significant, but so many people know the plot of it just because it's a hilarious concept." William paused and grinned. "It's about a syphillis family


The school play this year is ghosts. Heh.

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Thanksgiving, yet again.

Remember last year how on thanksgiving eve I blogged about the interfaith service that I went to and how warm and fuzzy it made me feel? Well, I'm not going this year. Apparently this year, it's on Hubbel and West Outer Drive, which is like...dangerous. So no warm fuzzy feelings. Instead, we shall have a rant. Who doesn't love a good rant now and then?
The biggest issue that I have with the world right now is the war. I personally believe that war is never excusable. It's never okay, especially not this one. From what I can tell, the united states invaded Iraq because we were told that there were WMDs. Which there weren't. When we found out that there weren't wmds, we stayed there. I know that this is super oversimplified, but this isn't really about that. This is about religion. I don't understand how war can be okay from the views of any religion. Every religion that I know of says that it's bad to kill people. If it's bad to kill people, then how doe religious wars start? Why can't we just let each other be? Why do we keep on using religion to divide instead of unite? I think that the real cure for the problem of religion dividing would be education. Just teach people how much their different religions have in common, and then they might stop fighting, just for a second. How hard would it be to get all the world leaders to just talk. Not threaten each other with war and whatnot, but just sit their butts down and talk to each other. Maybe the real issue is that no one knows how to listen. None of us have a clue how to really pay attention to what the other countries and the other religions are saying to us. We need to change the conversation from us talking with them to us talking to an extension of us. What's the difference between us and us? Nothing. And when there's no difference between us and us, we all realize that it's not okay to kill each other over the little things.
Have a good Thanksgiving.

20,000

Oh my god. Oh my god. I feel like I've won something huge.
I think I'm going to go do homework or something, then write another 3000 words. FUNNNNN.
Bwahahahah

How to mess with people's heads

Well, as proven by all day yesterday, the way to mess with my head is to tell me that I'm an underachiever. That was a really big way to mess with my head. If you're looking for little ways, here are a few good ideas:
Take my pencils out of my bag and put them all in my locker
Move my shoes from their honorary place by the front door
Get me into states, even if I didn't get to supersession at a turnoment that I got into supersession at last year
Give me coal for christmas
Tell me that I'm ahead on my wordcount

How could I mess with your head? In the comments.

Enlightened

I started blogging because I don’t understand the world around me. I didn’t think of it that way at the time. At the time I was a bored kid looking for something to do. I don’t think I’d trade my experiences for the world. The one thing that blogging has given me was a reason that I had to think of something to say a couple times a month. When I didn’t have any cool pictures or stories or inside jokes or anything, I asked questions. I sat my ass down in the computer chair and asked whatever questions came to my mind. I don’t know how it took me a year and a half to figure out my real motives, but that doesn’t matter. What does is the fact that I’m not going to run out of questions. No one runs out of questions, they run out of need to know. Here are some questions for today.
I don’t understand why this, this whole little world of achievements and measures of success and such that we’ve constructed around ourselves can be so damn important. Why does it matter? Why does it matter how you do in school? Why does that translate to how successful you are in life? Will it permentatly effect you if you don’t have any work ethic? Is work ethic more important than, say, intelligence? Why do we need to measure that kind of stuff? Why are we fixated on getting into U of M? What makes an education from U of M better than one from reading books you like? How does one really ruin one’s own life? How can we define ruin? Why can’t I just have time to figure life out? Will we ever need to figure life out? How smart do you have to be? How come I’m not “driven”? Where do you get this drive thing? In a world where no one would judge you for wasting your intellect, what would you want to do? Would that world be more or less advanced than our own? Maybe if everyone just did whatever they liked best, whatever they would do even if they didn’t get paid, we would be more productive. Are we all waiting for Friday? Is that a bad thing? Is it bad that it’s so hard to live in the present? Why do looks matter so much to us? Is it a choice between looks and intellect? Why would anyone want to have it all? If we didn’t have this crazy need for so much crap, would we work so much? What’s the most important thing in the world?

Curiosity killed the cat

Knowing brought him back.
Anybody know how hard it would be to camp out on the roof of walmart?
Also, Novice QB? Check this out. My Ikea identification skills are so helpful. What would you do without them?

14000

And so dead. I am going to go to sleep forever and ever.
Thank God the PLAN test doesn't actually count for anything, because I'm taking it tomorrow morning. Yay. Room 257.

Quotes...the quotes are why you are so behind.

The death of one man is a tragedy, the death of millions is a statistic.-Erich Maria Remarque
I'm just scared of ghosts, and home is full of them.-Alaska Young
Well then you haven't been hugged properly. It's like an emotional Heimlich. Someone puts their arms around you and gives you a squeeze and all your fear and anxiety comes shooting out of your mouth in a big wet wad and you can breathe again.-Chuck
It would never rain in Dog River if I could squeegee the sky...-Brent
All time is all time. It does not change. It does not lend itself to warnings or explanations. It simply is. Take it moment by moment, and you will find that we are all, as I've said before, bugs in amber.-Kurt Vonnegut
The wizards represent all that the true 'muggle' most fears: They are plainly outcasts and comfortable with being so. Nothing is more unnerving to the truly conventional than the unashamed misfit!-J.K.Rowling
We don't need lists of rights and wrongs, tables of do's and don'ts: we need books, time, and silence. 'Thou shalt not' is soon forgotten, but 'Once upon a time' lasts forever.-Philip Pullman
Religion is not "doctrinal knowledge," but wisdom born of personal experience. - Martin Luther

Questions.

Why are we so obsessed with the little things?
What's important?
How can we be sure that any of this is real?
Is it okay to lie to make someone feel better?
Why do people kill people?
Are there really any new ideas left?
Whose side is God on?
Is racism over?
Why am I such a slacker?
Why can't God bless everybody?
What's wrong with being number two?
How can we measure "goodness" of a book?
Does being illegal make something wrong?
Should I have gotten confirmed?
Is there something wrong with being different?
Why does everyone target people who are different?
Is pot worse than alcohol?
Would it be morally wrong for a school to search people's bags?
Why is image such a big deal?
Does poverty directly cause crime?
Does money make us happy?
Is art any different than other types of work?
Why is this song stuck in my head?

Cool...

12000 words. Thank God. Not caught up all the way, but a hell of a lot closer.

That's the word cloud of a very...interesting scene about 3/4 through the book.

Smart and Responsible.

According to a survey conducted by me, I can be described as both of these (about some things, according to one individual). Now, since I was doing this survey, there is a (very large) chance that people were just saying yes because it's the answear that they thought I wanted to hear.
On Friday, I did two things that do not fall into either catagory. I forgot the permission slip for something that I had known about for quite some time and I did really badly on my AP Euro test.
When one of my friends found out that I'm in regular English, he said it shattered his idea of me. I guess I seem like someone who's smart and responsible. My mom says that I seem like the kind of person who "Goes home and hits the books" Now, before we point out how ridiculous that sentence sounds, I'm going to say that it's nor true. You know this because of the amount of time I spend blogging and writing and looking at wonderful cars that they won't sell in America (who knew that the new Fiesta was so...cute?) and looking at ApartmentTherapy. O ApartmentTherapy, you are my downfall. I just check it once, and I'm on there for hours. Not a responsible move.
Smart? I don't feel smart. My grades don't feel smart. The amount I study doesn't feel smart. I guess we could relate this to the issue of responsiblity and time managment and the fact that for a good part of my school carrear, I was the smart kid who didn't have to work, and that change is alarming.

The main point: Your idea of me is different than the real me and my idea of me.

So. Far. Behind.

Shiny and Wonderful.

I feel like that anyways. See the new layout? Like it? Andrea made it. She used to have websites, but now she has no web presence, not even a Facebook. Sigh. I think it's very cool.
Current wordcount-8550. So behind, right? Need more words. Anybody want to donate some?
Apart from the wordcount woes, I'm doing okay with my NaNo right now. One of my friends thinks that it feels like a Twilight rip off. I really don't think it does, because Eia's cynical and has a fabulous friend who may or may not be based off of the individual who pointed out the Twilight thing. Existing near me? It comes back to bite you.

Eia walked until the sun started to turn beautiful shades of red and pink and purple and orange with the sunset. She turned around and headed home, cutting through a few backyards of people who wouldn’t mind so that she could get home before it was pitch black outside.

Also, officially six months until I can get my license!!!

Barack Obama...

winning is the best early half birthday present ever. Yay!
Why McCain lost: I think John McCain lost because of a ton of factors, some of which were not his fault. First off, he's from the same party as George Bush, right after him, so it was ridiculously easy to make him seem like four more years of the same, which the democrats did very well. I guess his comeback to this was the maverick thing, but that just didn't work...at all. It seemed like Sarah Palin was also part of this "I'm not from Washington. I'm an outsider. I'm not an ass." idea that he was trying to get across, but that didn't really work either. Also, Obama's really charismatic, and he probably could have won against someone who didn't have some of the disadvantages that McCain does.

Also, what? How does stuff like this not get changed like...30 years ago?
Also, hey Rachel! My word count is...like...6,880 now. Supposed to be...8333? I need to write some more.
Also, tomorrow is GUSTAVUS ADOLPHUS DAY. This is a real holiday in Sweden. If you were in AP Euro you would understand how significant this is.

Titles are for suckers.

Okay, I don't have a ton of time to write this. I got to 5,000 yesterday and I was quite possibly the happiest girl in the world for the next hour.
This is the last thing I wrote.

Eia kind of tuned out for the rest of the discussion. She would probably just skim through the book, except for the fact that the teacher was the type who would be deeply offended if someone was reading instead of paying attention to her. Since this teacher didn’t hate eia yet, there was no reason to piss her off.

Day Two

Is going pretty well so far. I have 2,664 words right now. I'll need to get 3,334 words to make the goal, but I'd really like to get to 5,000 today. I'm going to be pretty busy tomorrow and Tuesday, so I might only be able to get 1,000 words for those days. I don't think I'm doing anything Wednesday, but I'll have to see about the homework situation. I'm uber proud that I got 2,412 words yesterday. That's like 3 times as many as I had on the first last year. Yay!
Here's my first paragraph.
Eia walked into the classroom, quiet, observant. She was just taking in everything around her, the white cinderblock walls, the carpet that was the same in every school she’d gone to. The other kids, already in their comfortable routines, staring at her, the outsider. This was the problem with coming in after class had already started, she thought. She should have just skipped this class, waited for the next one.
Super duper exciting, right? I've found that the Plain White T's station on my Pandora is for optimal writing. Right now Flavor of the Weak is on.
Yeppers. Let's all hope that I can stay ahead for the rest of NaNo.

Green?

I really like the idea of this company. If only their shoes were cheaper! Well, at least they have some on sale. Also, contest for free shoes. When you blog about them.