Fine

I was tagged. 7 random, unknown things.

1.I was getting a B- in Euro (and I was ridiculously excited about that), but the grades were miscalculated.
2.I think I'm more proud of NaNoWriMo than anything I've done in Hi! School so far.
3.I believe that English teachers are the only human beings capable of making a book that I love (The Giver) boring. Particularly my 8th grade English teacher.
4.I don't really hang out with my friends outside of school. Which sucks.
5.I'm a hypocrite.
6.I want to be a minister, but I know I would be a really bad one. If I could afford to go to college for a field I would never work in, I would go to seminary.
7.I have an obsession with furniture design. You already knew that though. Well... let's think. I have a Pandora radio addiction, but you knew that too. Huh. I like cars? That's obvious. I want to move to a big city. That's good. I don't think I've talked about that before on the blog, only that I can't live in this town my whole life. I want to move to the city.

I'm not going to tag anyone. Deal with it.

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?