Refresher Course

I know I’ve gotten some new readers lately through NaNo, NaBlo, etc. Rather than make you dig around trying to figure things out, here’s a quick list of acronyms and secret agent code names you might encounter.

Best Friend

This one should be obvious. If you can’t figure this out, I’m not sure how you’re capable of using the internet. Best Friend is my best friend. Simple, right?

The Boy

Now an ex-boyfriend, he earned the title because he was the first male discussed on this blog. January-June.

BBF

Better BoyFriend. So named because he is not socially inept like someone else (see above). Current gentleman caller. June-Present Day. *cough*wassinglefortendays*cough*

Boy

Another person so dubbed because of their earlier involvement. An ex-boyfriend of Best Friend. November 2009-February?

Elf

Boy’s successor, and also now an ex of Best Friend. He looks like an elf. Seriously. Only now he thinks he’s Jesus. But he was an elf first. May-September/October?

NaNoWriMo

National Novel Writing Month. I write 50,000 words each November, because I’m crazy. I’m shooting for 100,000 this year.

NaBloPoMo

National Blog Posting Month. Also in November, making me even crazier. Yes, that means I write 50,000 words of a novel, and 30 blog posts in a month. Hurts so good.

 

In Five Years: 2010

What do you want your life to be like in five years?

I’ve decided to answer this question at least once a year. Maybe this blog will even make it to 2015, and I’ll be able to compare the end result to all my previous ideas. Expect this to be a long post.

Five years from today I will be 22 years old. I will hopefully be out of college. And wow, five years seems so far away. I’ll try and outline those five years, and what I want to come from them, so I’ll have more to compare to in the future.

2011

This is the year I’ve been waiting for. The year when I graduate from high school, and begin college. The last year that seems to make sense. I mean… 2015? That just looks awkward, you know? 2011 is going to be amazing. I’ll have so much going on. Now, I’m a dreamer. I spend so much time playing out situations in my head, and then playing them out again and again. This blog post is probably going to suffer because of that. Talking about how I imagine the next 5 years? There’s a novel right there.

In June I’ll graduate from high school. The ticker is on the sidebar. The summer before college? If I can I’ll probably get a job so I can save up for extra items and books for the next year. I don’t think my college savings account will cover shoes. I’d like to go on a road trip with my friends before we all go our separate ways. We’ve talked about going to Florida to go to the new Harry Potter theme park, but we’re split between those who would be willing to drive for the fun and the experience, and those who want to fly. And by those I mean Best Friend. I also think it would be fun to go on a road trip to all the campuses we would be at in the fall so we could see each others’ schools and picture them there.

In fall I’ll be starting college. Hopefully at UCI or UW. Fingers crossed, knock on wood, get out the lucky coin. If I go to UW I’m actually considering joining a sorority. Now, I’m not a very girly, ra-ra kind of girl, but I’m thinking that if I end up moving to a new city in a new state for college, I’m going to need friends and a support system, and fast. I like the whole family idea of a sorority. Plus, I know a few people who also totally would not strike anyone as sorority girls who are members and very happy.

I would totally love to become best friends with my roommate. To be able to come home and gossip about our days and eat ice cream in our PJs together. As an only child, I look for siblings wherever I can get them.

My new blog will have launched in the summer, and I’ll still be writing away. I’ll also be writing reviews and such for shoe money.

Dating wise? I’m not going to talk about those relationships in detail. That’s the one thing I don’t feel like I can make hypothetical situations about, and don’t want to. I don’t know where BBF and I will be in a year, and I don’t want to make any plans. I want to just go with the flow when it comes to us. Whatever happens, happens. I’ve learned in the last year that it’s best to just see where life takes you in that area.

2012

In 2012 I’ll be a sophomore in college. Depending on what school I end up in, I’ll be living in a dorm/apartment/sorority house. If I stay in California and end up in a public I’ll probably be in a dorm for another year. Out of state of private I’m thinking apartment. Apartment with at least one roommate, who may have been my roommate the year before, or is one of my super cool new college friends I met in class or something. If it’s an apartment, we will have a totally cool place, with stuff in it from like Urban Outfitters or Mod Cloth. And lots of IKEA things. It’ll be quirky cute.

I’ll probably be working this year, and maybe the year before. Hopefully something related to what I’m studying, but I can also see myself working apparel at that point. If I go to UCI I’d love to have a job in the industry while I’m at college, even if I’m a gopher at NBC or something. I’ll still be participating in NaNoWriMo. 2012 will be my 4th year participating, and perhaps by this point I’ll be serving as a Municipal Liaison, meaning I’m the head honcho for the region. Probably not if I’m in Seattle since they’re pretty hardcore about NaNo.

Also, if I’m going to school in Southern California, I think in the summer I’d stay down there and work at Disneyland. Maybe not the summer before sophomore year, but at least one summer. Preferably not outside the Haunted Mansion or I will melt.

2013

By now I’ll be 20. Junior year of college. Either 2012 or 2013 I want to study abroad. I’m really thinking Scotland or New Zealand, but I also think it would be interesting to go to some country most people probably don’t pick, like Finland. As a history major, it would be interesting to me at least, since you don’t normally learn much about the Nordic countries. And I like the cold. Although the accents are not nearly as cool as Scottish or… New Zealandish, and they also don’t speak English, which may be a problem.

Still participating in NaNo. I’d like to be working with kids somehow. If I’m in SoCal, there are lots of SAT tutor jobs (according to Craigslist).

This is getting harder the further I go. Alright…. What else?

I will hopefully still be blogging away, with blog friends to follow and what not.

2014

My final year of college! How exciting and terrifying! 2014 seems so unbelievably far away. This would be my 6th year participating in NaNoWriMo. 6!?! My blog will also be turning six in 2014. Dear lord.

I’m really hoping I’ll be able to graduate in four years.

2015

My first year out of college. One thing I know, by this point in time I want to have a dog. There’s no way I could separate my current dogs from each other, or from my mom. So that means a dog of my own.

Right now I’m thinking of being a history teacher so I may be getting my teaching credentials this year. Probably from one of those masters/credentials 14 month programs, which will undoubtedly kick my ass.

Either that or I’d take a gap year. Work, maybe travel. Take some time off from my future. If I did this, I’d be writing, writing, writing. For sure.

Bloggie Turns 1

Today is the 1 year anniversary/birthday of my blog. I’m trying to write some sort of deep, meaningful reflective post so bear with me.

I can certainly say that a lot has occurred since that mandatory introduction post I made on this day in 2009, back at Blogger. I took part in my first NaNoWriMo and NaBloPoMo. I won the first, and failed at the second. This year I’m coming back to the same spot, and attempting both challenges again. I feel like I’ve gotten a lot better at blogging regularly in the past couple months so hopefully I’ll win both this year. My plot for NaNo has more direction than last year, I think, when I pretty much pantsed my novel. I wrote what came to me, and generally my plot development had only been premeditated for a day or so max. This year I’ve had my idea brewing for a couple months. I’m a little hazy on my exact plot, but I really know my characters, and the world they live in. Furthermore, I know their emotions better because this year’s novel is based upon real life events. Only, you know, twisted to make them seem way cooler.

A year ago I was free of guy drama. Best Friend hadn’t even started dating Boy yet, and no one even knew that Elf existed.

It’s amazing how quickly relationships can change in such a seemingly short amount of time. A year ago TB and I were well on our way to becoming close friends, while I barely knew BBF. Now? TB and I have only had two short conversations in about 4 and a half months, while BBF and I are the ones that talk daily.

Next year?

I’ll have so much more to report on. New relationships, a new living situation…

Retrospective blog fail. I give up. I can’t be a Hallmark card for any longer.

Happy birthday, Blog. I would have made you a cake but you can’t eat. How about some cookies?

*awkward nerd humor*

 

Meet BBF

BBF is way different from The Boy to the point that when we’re together I wonder what the hell I was doing with the last one (as TB is now referred to. Haha. TB. Like tuberculosis… Okay, internal monologue over.). Let’s start with some really basic differences. BBF is taller than me. Noticeably taller, not like the last one who was about the same height as me. He’s older than me by 14 months, rather than 3 months younger. He knows things about me. I’ve realized since the breakup that I knew so much useless crap about TB, and all of his likes and quirks, but I really don’t think he knew anything about me. I know BBF listens to me because he’s capable of bringing up stories I told him before.

Anyways, so BBF was the one I talked to after the breakup. At the time he was in some bizarre long-distance relationship that was also falling apart. After that chat session I was really starting to wonder if he had feelings for me. Moving fast, I know, after my 5 month long relationship just died. But really… TB and I were kind of over in March. That was the last time we did anything coupley. We weren’t worth mourning over.

This part of the story is where best friends really are the best people ever. As I believe I’ve mentioned, Best Friend and Boy broke up. She has since moved on to Elf. Elf is friends with BBF, which is one of the reasons why he got approval from me and our other friends. BBF is the nicest person ever, and I knew he couldn’t be friends with some jerk who would unexplainably break up with Best Friend like the last guy did. Anyways, this is where Best Friend and Elf became really useful. I told her all about my feelings and thoughts.

Over the next 10 days or so… (I’m shameless, I know, I know. But I’m happy. So deal with it.) BBF and long distance chick officially ended whatever was going on there, I went on Facebook and made my breakup official, and Best Friend did some excellent espionage work. Through Elf, we asked if BBF had feelings for anyone.

And he said yours truly.

We had already been planning to hang out the 4 of us, but this changed the whole plan. I knew now that it was safe to act upon the way I was feeling. I liked him and he liked me. But he didn’t know that I felt the same way, so I needed to take action. Which scared the crap out of me.

Which is why at the end of that night I let him walk away from my car without saying anything.

And then started hitting my steering wheel.

And this is another example of why I love my best friend.

She was going to drive back home with Elf and BBF. The two of them saw from the way BBF was walking back that nothing had happened. So when I started driving away, and passed Best Friend, she signaled me down. I pulled over to park again, and in the meantime she and Elf ran away leaving me and BBF alone.

My summer was great, how was yours?

I’m Back!

So, I’m still alive. Life got hectic during May and… I just couldn’t seem to get into the blogging mood. But now it is summer and I’ve got no excuse.

Since I’ve last blogged:

-I had prom. Which will definitely be a topic I’ll have to come back to in the next couple days. I went without a date.

-Best Friend found herself a new “Gentleman Caller”.

-I took the AP test, SAT subject tests, and the SAT. Tomorrow I’ve got the ACT and then I’m free!!

-I survived finals and all the end of year madness.

-I’ve become a Twitter addict.

I probably won’t get around to blogging tomorrow since I’ve got the ACT and then a graduation party to attend, but I’m not falling off the radar again. I’ll be back on Sunday for sure, and probably with a retelling of prom. Yay!

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I’m Only Gonna Break Break Your Heart

So, I’ve finally got some freetime and that means it’s time to update the old blog. I’ve gotten terrible at updating, I know. Still, this is the longest I’ve had a blog last, and the most I’ve ever posted in a blog.

Lady Gaga is coming to my town. The day before my birthday. Best Friend and I freaked out. I’m currently listening to a local radio station waiting for them to play two Gaga songs in a row so I can try to win tickets. Of course they didn’t offer any of the cheap tickets on presale yesterday. But I must get my hands on a ticket. The last time I remember going to a concert was when I was like 7 and it was for Radio Disney. Which hardly counts. The DJ is sadistic. I’ve gotten already to call twice and both times they played the wrong song after….

Boy broke up with Best Friend randomly. I haven’t spoken to him since, and that’s totally fine with me. I’m not missing out on much. She’s still got her hopes set on him, whether she wants to admit it or not. And… I’m sick of hearing her tell me things about him and how well she knew him. It’s just awkward and depressing. What am I supposed to say to that?

On Saturday I saw Remember Me with The Boy. It was… A very strange movie. It was much more depressing than I’d expected. And they used 9/11 as a plot device which…I don’t think is right. It’s one thing if you’re making a documentary but I don’t think something like that should be used as a way to *spoiler*bumpoffacharacter*end spoiler*.

I could write more but I want to get caught up on my blog reading so… I’ll leave it there.

Pas de Petting

Since I feel like writing more, and about none geeky things, I’m going to try out the whole pre-writing posts thing. Maybe I’ll become a pre-written blogger. Maybe not. I’m personally leaning towards the not, more because I like having my blogs be more…live.  I don’t want to share a story after it’s happened, or not be able to write about things because they interrupt my blog flow.

Why is it that my life always gets crazy on Fridays?

In study hall on Friday… Need to come up with a codename for this person…. Not KRY was being extremely weird. Now, I barely know NKRY. He’s been around for a while, but honestly, until a couple weeks ago I was scared of him. Mostly because of his former facebook profile picture which was like a manga creeper or something. He’s a friend of Boy, and may or may not have gone to the same school as me since 6th grade.

Anyways, through Boy, he’s assimilated partially into our study hall group. I have never really had a normal conversation with him. I know hardly anything about him.

When I walked into study hall he poked me in the side. No one else, just me. And somehow the conversation I had with him and Winger led to NKRY petting my head and later discussing the size of my chest. Yeah.

When I told Best Friend about this, she decided to ask Boy to find out if NKRY likes me. Which led to panicking. Because I honestly had no idea what I was going to do if he did. Best Friend wanted me to go on a date with him, but that was only so we could double. And NKRY still kind of freaks me out. I did not appreciate the head petting.

Finally Best Friend told me that NKRY told Boy that “he thinks a couple of girls are hot but he doesn’t like anyone.”

Yay!

And also, gah. If that situation changes I’m going to start living under my bed.

I Dreamed a Dream

Today’s post actually has a story, as brought to you by Susan Boyle and Dumbledore.

Some background information:

  • My mom and my friend’s mom, in addition to spending way too much time playing Facebook games, also exchange food and beverages. Or as I call it “deal each other Asian food”. This means that Lauren and I have to carry the most random things to school and trade them. This will now be referred to as the AFE (Asian Food Exchange).
  • Me, Best Friend, and “Winger” call ourselves the “Aussietizers” after what Outback Steakhouse calls their appetizers. Because it sounds cool. And we’re interesting people like that. The Aussietizers have many exciting adventures in english, french, and study hall.

Susan

Today, I received Susan Boyle’s CD through the AFE. Apparently my mom wants to make a copy of it. We were playing Jeopardy en Francais, but it wasn’t fun Jeopardy like it was as freshmen.

So, we had fun with Susan. We decided that Winger was Susan Boyle, and also that he was married to her. He stuck the CD in his shirt pocket. We imitated her pose on the cover of the CD.

I stuck my eraser with a mustache drawn on it under her nose.

Those were our adventures with Susan. And we weren’t the worst in the class. (Of course, we’re never the worst.) Across the room Kevin was getting a penis drawn on his face with a Sharpie.

The Dream

Last night, I had a lot of short, weird, little dreams. One of them involved me trying to frame Boy with the murder of Dumbledore because their hotel rooms were next to each other. Best Friend thought this was hilarious after I told her. During the Susan Adventure it was also decided that Boy was going to leave her/left her for Dumbledore.