I think the days of my break will be spent singing in front of the computer and attempting to write.

In other news, I'm trying to keep track of random childhood memories that have no significant value. So I figured out two.

The first is that when I was young we had tape recorded a musical version of "The Frog Prince" and I watched it religiously almost every single day. I can't remember any of the songs, I only remember the part where he was teaching her how to dance in the ballroom by laying down little paper footsteps and someone saw them and then later they abducted the frog prince and put him in a deep hole so he couldn't go see the princess like they had planned and she thought he had forgotten about her. I remember he didn't really look like a frog at all, more like a bald guy with green skin and weird cheekbones. I also remember he had really jerky head movements that I believe were supposed to be reminiscent of a frog, but I always remember frogs as just sitting fatly on lily pads and blinking. I wasn't aware they had a vast movement of their neck seeing as how it doesn't really look like they have any.

I also remember when I was younger my mother was channel flipping and there was a commercial for a National Geographic documentary coming up and it showed a little lizard with a big webbed mane running across the water in slow motion, but the legs rotated like pinwheels and it was hilarious to me and I laughed for so long my ribs hurt.

I also remember that I went to the bathroom one christmas while we were watching those christmas special shows and I sat on the toilet and tried to sing "On top of spaghetti" you know that old camp song? But I didn't know the words so I said, "On top of a smokey, all covered in mud, I lost my poor meatball, when somebody snud" and I was singing so loudly that my parents and Kyllea downstairs heard and started laughing at me.

And speaking of toilets, we were having a family conference in the bathroom for some reason and I walked in to sit down and tried to sit on the toilet, but the lid was up along with the seat and I fell in and got stuck and it took people a while to fish me out because they were laughing. And I was crying. Mostly because I was scared at first but then ebcause I was embarrassed and angry.

So the finals are done until the 23rd. I have to study my ass off for geology. Poor ass. It's always the first to go. I was up until after 2.30 trying to get everything finished off. The COM paper I only had to answer three questions with multiple parts, but it turned into 8 pages. I hate MLA. Seriously I do. Is there a website that has the newest updated version? I know all italics are out and they've stopped with the URL for websites and are now putting what media it was in. Media or medium? Medium I think. Anyway, what medium it was in. So print or film or webpage.

WEEE! I hate being so exhausted that I'm hyper because that means I can't sleep. Have work today from 2-8 and then I think Andy wanted to hang out. Tomorrow I work 10-3. I need to take a shower. I keep trying to think of ways to stay in touch with my english professor. I'm thinking about emailing her a book rec. I'm reading The Book of Lost Things by John Connolly and it's about fairy tales and such, but it's very Brother's Grimm and all the fairy tales have sorta been spun on their head. Like Snow White was a fatass that the dwarves hated and tried to kill with a poison apple, but some random prince came along and kissed her and woke her up and then rode away without marrying her. They tried to blame it on the evil witch, but she had an alibi as she had been off poisoning someone else at the time. The problem is she's uber sensitive to violence and she cries a lot (surprisingly to me). She said she sobbed uncontrollably while reading an English 101 paper on the horrors of animal cruelty and couldn't read past the third page of seven pages. So I'm not sure if she'd like it as there is a lot of death. But he doesn't get detailed with it. It's more like, the arrow when into her neck and she died. It's not like "the arrow when into her neck and blood spewed from the wound like a great red waterfall and veins and arteries were released from the arrow head and flung like ribbons into the wind." or anything... so I think I will, I'll just alert her to the death, but minor gore.

Anyway. My throat won't stop hurting, which I think is bad news if I actually have tonsilitus. Everyone kept saying, "when are you going to get them removed?" and I was like, "Not going to?" because the woman never said anything about surgery. So I asked my parents what exactly needs to happen before they consider surgery and it was that the tonsils keep flaring up. Has anyone had tonsilitus before and gotten them removed that can help me out? I think the Christmas/New Years season is a horrible time to have this happen, assuming I'm correct in assuming that it not going away is going to lead to surgery. Since I want to have a merry Christmas and get skunk drunk on New Years, since I don't normally drink even when offered. I've never really had a hangover. Unless you count that time that Seth made me go shot for shot every two minutes. That's bad by the way. Don't do that. I just felt a little nauseous. It was my fault we didn't go to Centralia. WHICH WE NEED TO DO GODDAMIT!

Oh yes, that reminds me. Centralia is this place in Pennsylvania that's a lot like Silent Hill in a sense as it has an underground coal fire and has been evacuated, but you always have those crazies that are like, "no, it's my house and I'm staying," and they have and they've been inhaling underground coal fire fumes for however long and are a little warped. We wanted to go there even though it's closed off (funny how it's a tourist attraction) just to walk around and stuff and joked that if Pyramid Head comes out from behind a house or something it's either every man for themselves or we're jumping off the cliff together. Haha. He won't come out there. Or will he?

So yes. That's my life thus far. Must call Financial Aid or actually look at the loan application form. I forgot how to do this. I just remember last time I went to FA they were like, fill out this form and bring it here! And then I went to where "here" was and they were like, "What the fuck did you fill this out for? Fill this out and bring it back to FA" so I did that and finally some woman was like, "just go to this website you dodo head and do this and then accept the money," and so I did and I had 2k. Why have I only done this once? Each semester is roughly 1.5k on average and god knows I didn't have 7.5k before I went to MCC. I wish I did. I didn't though. I'm so sad. I know why people play the lottery now.

I need to take a shower. But I think I'm going to write Voice Box instead. I'm excited I've been able to start with it again.

I just got the first bloody nose I've gotten in like... a year?
Man, I forgot how surprising they are. I sniffed and I felt it rushing back down and was like, "goddammit!" in my head because there are two five or three or something year olds running around the house. It just kinda gushed everywhere for about five minutes and then was like, "done now, sorry" and retreated away pretty quick. I asked my mom for help, she was down the hall in her craft room and she was like, "yeah I'll be right out" and never came out. Haha. Thank ya!

I have to work on my picture book and also the final for COM. Taylor said it was difficult. I don't know. None of Proietti's assignments have been difficult at all. They've all been editorials of sorts. Whatever. I'll get them done.

I also started writing Voice Box and WALA! I had a breaktrhough last night and I'm a page through the chapter and still going with it. Haha. I think having Tae get cold feet and run away was screwing everything up because then you have that awkward situation where he comes back and they talk and blah blah. So I cut all that out. I thought I would have to change the last chapter of them that I updated, but I guess not. I've been getting a lot of traffic for that story recently and a few people reviewing and saying they were disappointed to see I'd given up on the story, which I said I wouldn't do (doesn't anyone read author's notes?) even though it's been almost a year since I updated. Have faith people!

Last day of classes before winter break are tomorrow. Book due and a paper due. I'm going to miss my english teacher... I love her. I want her as my mentor. I wish you could like give them a paper or something for them to sign to be a mentor or something or have it be like godparents. "Will you be my mentor?"

"I'd be honored!"

And then there was all this stuff you're supposed to do or whatever. Haha.

I also feel like I haven't hung out with Andy in a month or something. Oh well. College changes stuff or something. Spongebob is really creepy.

I love Winter. Seeing white fluffy snow on the ground makes me so happy.
Our fridge sounds like Darth Vader and my parents just looked at me funny when I told them.
I'm feeling a lot better, but now I can't sleep very well. I think it's because I've slept so much lately.
I'm working on the children's story book. Not diligently, but good enough.
Ariel stopped and embarrassed me at work. I was working on the kid's book and he just sorta ambled in and gave me a hug with his friend and talked about nothing for a while. It was really awkward. Bless him.

Anyway, I'm trying to write on Voice Box again. I got through about a paragraph and then was like, what's on facebook? And then was like, MUSIC! And then was like, what's on livejournal? And so I really only got a paragraph before I was sidetracked like a deer hit by a semi. Or something.

THAT REMINDS ME! I have this special case of animal blindness where I absolutely cannot see animals while driving. They're invisible. I know this because there was a deer standing IN THE ROAD and I didn't see it until it ran away. Thank god it did or it would have been through my windshield. Poor deer. Poor Malibu. I'll treat you both better. I don't know why I can't see those things.

Christmas is stressful. I don't know what to get Ariel. I was just going to dress in a stupid skirt to appease his want, but that seems sleazy. And thoughtless almost. I dunno. I HATE CHRISTMAS because of the stupid buying of thoughtful presents. I wish some people wouldn't buy me presents. I don't know what to get Ariel, I don't know what to get Dad, and I don't know what to get Chelse... This sucks. Chelse seems so easy, a fricken book, but what book? She wants a fantasy book, but I don't read silly fantasy. And I don't know what she's looking for. She likes what i like. How am I supposed to get her a fantasy if I don't like fantasy? I was thinking a gift card, but those are always so "yay! Present.... oh, gift card, thanks...". I always feel a little disappointed when I get a gift card. I don't want her to enter into the "we don't know what to give you so here's money/gift card" phase prematurely! It's such a sucky stage.

I got Kyllea socks. Lots of them. I got Kat this adorable recipe book with these cute little veggies and fruits and stuff on the front with smiley faces. I bit the bullet and got Mom the Twilight movie. I know what I'm getting Andy. Hopefully I can get it. Stupid things. Dad I'm like... kat's getting him ping pong balls (great idea) and mom is getting him good paddles (another great idea) and I was like... maybe I could do something for teh fooseball table? But that already has everything. He got nice handles, cleaned it. There's about 20 balls for that stupid thing... He's got his music... he has his few movies... ugh...

Damn you holidays and your gift giving!