I had another dream!

I'm linking this on Facebook, so some names have been changed to... avoid personal embarrassment.

It started in my AP English class, but in my 11th grade english classroom.  We hear (and then go see) people stampeding towards something.  Things and stuff happen while the teacher (not Ms. T or Ms. W) try to keep us in our seats and under control.  Next thing I know I'm in Mr. J's car (shotgun) with some other band people I don't know very well.  We're going to a designated spot that the school sent everyone to; it was like a fire drill, only away from the school.  As we're driving, we notice things on the street.  There are pools of balloons and rocks and other weird and colorful things that crunched or popped when you ran them over.  It was apparent that someone had put them there on purpose.  We get to a place with tall office buildings and things like that, and are meant to just stand around and wait.  By then of course everyone has noticed that there's stuff everywhere!  There are banners spanning the buildings, blockish words that were made to look like they went through buildings, and just a whole lot of random, colorful mayhem!  It was the biggest, greatest senior prank ever.

But there's more to the dream.

While we're standing and waiting, I accidentally switch phones with someone, panic, and then find the person with my phone.  She was doing something with it that flipped the screen up.. 0.o  I didn't know it could do that, but I saw her doing it, so then I did, and yay.  (That was articulate.)  After I get my phone back I try to take pictures of everything that's going on, but I can't get it to work.  It wasn't broken, I was just being exceptionally clumsy.

Then I have to go to the bathroom.

Luckily we're near another high school, so I'm directed there to find the bathroom.  I have to walk through the music area to get to the bathroom, but I'm in a hurry so I don't really notice.  Afterward, I go to walk through the band room again and notice all this glorious marching stuff: navy blue hats and uniforms, white drums and those fake guns.  I just kind of walk over to them in awe.  Then someone actually fires a gun (like a stage shot with a flash and a bang but no actual bullet) and I notice there are two other people there: the girl with the gun and a guy cleaning some piece of equipment.  Slightly embarrassed at being caught, I continue trying to find my way back to the group.

*Here I find myself in the middle of a swim meet that the other school is having and I have to maneuver my way to the other side of the pool.  It's frustrating and full of irrelevant detail.*

Giving up trying to fight through the swim meet crowd, I go back to the marching band office.  It's a little bigger and longer than Mr. J's office, but it has the same set-up.  I'm surprised to see Chance with someone I didn't recognize, a 7th grader I vaguely recognized, and possibly Steve but I don't remember too well because then [Bob] walks in.  He talks to Chance and messes with the 7th grader, and then the others leave and we're the only ones there.  He then proceeds to curl up on the floor like he's about to fall asleep.  I don't really know what to do, so I decide to sit next to him and play with his hair.  He jerks awake in surprise and says, "If I woke up like this tomorrow and you kissed me good morning, I'd..." and I can't remember the words here, but my brain told me they meant 'be happy but really confused'.

And then one of these dream-skip things happen.

[Bob] and I walk into the other school's band practice room where their marching band is set up and ready to practice.  Mr. J is conducting.  [Bob] walks away into another room, I assume to get an instrument (and he's suddenly wearing this flowy-sleeved white pirate-esque shirt, btw.  Ooookay).  Unfortunately I can't find a snare or get to the snare section, so I sit next to a horn player.  The dream pretty much ends there, before [Bob] came back.

This was a ridiculously vivid dream.  I couldn't read what was on the buildings (even though I knew it was something like '09 forever'), but I could see faces.  Isn't supposed to be impossible to see faces in dreams?  After I half woke up I had to remind myself that it wasn't real, and if I acted like it was the next time I saw [Bob] it might not go so well.

Christmas: Taking Inventory

Things I got for Christmas, in order of when I see them around my room.

Little "OMG" pin

Itty bitty snowman snow globe ornament

2 little things of round post-its

The [mini] Rubber Penguin Kit (From the makers of the Mini Rubber Duck Kit)

Book light

Shakespearean Insults playing cards

Travel mp3 speakers

Plastic ipod case

Framed Japanese symbol for serenity

little bubble bath

little lotion

"Shopping Marathon" Aromatherapy set.

lip gloss case

vanilla sugar room smellerizer plug-in thing

white rubber duck

cute little stuffed reindeer

dove mug

red sparkly travel mug

$10 card

Argyle bag-------------------------,,,,

Argyle sweatshirt-------------------~~  <3

Argyle makeup bag---------------''''

The Last lecture audiobook

Mac lip gloss thing

Mac eyeliner thing (including blue and purple! :D)

Eats, Shoots & Leaves day calendar

Purple (cashmere!) sweater

Sims Castaways Wii game

$20 Hot Topic card

A total of $75 B&N credit

This list makes it look like a whole lot of stuff, and it probably sounds bratty of me to say otherwise, but it really isn't all that much.  Especially considering all the STUFF Hannah got.  My God it's ridiculous!  According to Mom, Hannah got so much STUFF because she told her to get it all.  Soooooo what you're saying is I have to tell you to get me things in order to earn equal gifts?  Ridiculous.

And of course, on top of all that, I got cramps.  I swear they started right at midnight, too, like they were waiting for Christmas to bring the pain.  The nap I took until 11 helped.

I'm complaining a lot, but overall it was a good Christmas.  One thing could erase all the bad stuff and make it perfect, but I haven't talked to him about it yet. <3

Time for hot chocolate!

"All I want for Christmas/is Yooooooooooooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Finally, someone understands me! xD

These are the lyrics of Lauren Fairweather's newest song called Screening Process.  It's basically the story of my life.  It's scary accurate until a little bit at the end.

I always had trouble fitting in
Let's face it, I'm just strange
Even though I learned to keep things in
I never wanted to change

Before I knew it, I couldn't say
Half the things I thought about
They crossed my mind, then hid away
And never made their way out

If I have moments of insanity
The only one hearing them is me
In my head, it gets pretty lonely
I've been silenced by my own insecurity
I'm bothering everyone, nobody cares
No wonder I've been so depressed
I don't feel like I'm worth listening to
So I'm stuck with this screening process

I must've been beyond annoying
But you helped me, believe it or not
When you let me just keep talking
For that one day, I forgot

My whole life, I've faked a smile
Spewed some shit that doesn't matter
But the night you listened for a while
It was more than useless chatter

Something happens when you're by my side
Although I couldn't tell you why,
I couldn't hold back even if I tried
And I stopped keeping everything inside
I found the girl I thought I'd lost
You can figure out the rest
You made it easy for me to be myself
With you, I don't need that screening process

Days like that are hard to find
And it ended way too fast
So I play it, pause it, press rewind 
To try to make it last

I've held on tight to that memory
As I find myself just moping
Five months ago, you were done with me
Now you know why I'm still hoping

I thought that we made quite a match
For once I made someone's eggs hatch
No wonder I'm still so attached
I wish you hadn't let go of this catch
I'm back to screening everything
Just like I'd done before
And all I know's I need you
Whether we're just friends or more.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=362oFCsF7u4

Freak Out!

It's finals week and he's busy, that's why he hasn't messaged me back like he said he would...  That's why, that must be why...  But I still feel lonely.  This sucks.

http://tinyurl.com/y9wbzh

I am not bored.

I am procrastinating, something I REALLY need to not be doing.  I have to finish a worksheet for chemistry right now.  If I don't get it done, I won't be able to do the lab tomorrow, and that would be really, really bad.  However, as you can see, I'm not doing it.

I'm hungry.  Why am I hungry?  Recently I've been eating like normal but within the hour I'll have a hungry spot in my stomach that makes me feel the need to eat again.  I'm not sure what that means.  I probably just need more protein or some such thing.

Sometimes I wish certain people read this blog, just so I feel like they're taking an interest in me.  But at the same time I hope they don't so that way I can talk about them. :P  But I change names to protect the innocent, so I guess I'd rather they read it.  But he won't I'm sure.

I'm kinda screwing myself over academically right now.  Not because I'm being lazy or won't do the work, but because no matter how hard I try I can't remember to do the things I need to do.  They just don't enter my brain when I need them to!

Each of the preceding paragraphs has three lines (at least in this text box)

Except this one.  Off to work I go.

Listening - The Used

1.Put your iPod on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!


IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
The Taste of Ink - The Used

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Cosmopolitan - Nine Black Alps

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Shake It - Metro Station (lol)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Soul Meets Body - Death Cab for Cutie

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Wait Till I Get There - Eric Durrance

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Potterwatch - Catchlove (So a nerd I guess haha.  Accurate.)

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Six (Interlude) - The Hush Sound

WHAT IS 2+2?
Red Rooftops - Allie Smith

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
That Is Why - Say Anything

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
In Defense Of The Genre - Say Anything

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Any Way You Want It - Row-Loff Productions (Drumline thing we played.  SO CORRECT!)

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Young Sirius Black's Flying Motorcycle - The Reamus Lupins

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
This Is Halloween - Marilyn Manson

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
The Word You Wield - Say Anything

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Transparent - Moaning Myrtles

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
The List - Hank Green (HAha!)(I'm going to sit and listen to this one!)

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Sophomore Slump Or Comeback Of The Year - Fall Out Boy

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Died A Jew - Say Anything (UH 0.o)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Sally's Song - Amy Lee

WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Vela, Together We Await The Storm - The Human Abstract

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Up Here Looking Down - Laura [Laura21] (From the paper Towns Soundtrack)

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Hey There Delilah - Plain White T's

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
Paper Planes - MIA

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
The King of Broadway - Mel Brooks

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
Into My Web - The used

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
Easy To Say- Jessica-Snow Wilson & Girls

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Devil Beside You - The Used

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Basically The Man, Pt. 2 (Neville's Song) - The Butterbeer Experience (This is more of what Neville would change..)

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Get Out Alive - Three Days Grace

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Listening - The Used

Hamlet

"is one melancholy S.O.B."

Yeah, I should go do that...

Surprise In Class Essays for the LOSE.

To Sparknotes!  I don't even care if she doesn't want us to use them, I need them.

I'm still procrastinating.

GO.

NOW.

BYE.

Apparently everyone is doing this

and it started with John Green, soooooo...  :)

"Geez Lindsey, If John Green jumped off a-- "

YES.

1. What's your name?
Lindsey

2. What is your favorite thing to wear?
Converse, jeans, and t-shirts.  Preferably Threadless, which should arrive in the mail soon.

3. Last thing you ate?
*is currently nomming Pirates Booty
(lol)

4. One place you will NEVER eat at?
um.  I'll probably end up never eating at a lot of places.

5. I say Shotgun, you say:
I get carsick, sorry.

6. Last person you hugged?
John Green is the last person I care to remember having hugged.

7. Does anyone you know wanna date you?
One can only hope.

8. Would you date anyone you met online?
I If I could meet them often irl.

9. Name something you like physically about yourself:
eyes, especially when lined with dark brown eyeliner

10. The last place you went out to dinner to?
ummm sort of macdonalds, when I saw Twilight, if that counted as dinner...

11. Who is your best friend?
I have a couple, all for different reasons

12. What time of the day is it?
6:30, exactly

13. Who/What made you angry today?
my ********** chemistry teacher

and 7th graders

14. Baseball or Football?
Baseball's less brutal I guess.

15. Ever gone skinny dipping?
(Haha by accident, Liam?)  Um, in Japan, they have these bath houses with pool things.  I was alone, but I could have not been, potentially.

16. Favorite type of Food?
Pesto pizza

17. Favorite holiday:
Christmas

18. Do you download music:
yes...I believe this is common. :P

19. Do you care if your socks are dirty?
clean and argyle please!

20. Opinion of Chinese symbol tattoos?
cliche.

21. Would you date the person that posted this?
You mean the person I stole this from?  Yes!  If only he weren't Scottish and taken.

22. Has anyone ever sang or played for you personally?
yep, both

23. Do you love anyone?
yes, in a couple different ways

24. Are colored contact lenses sexy?
i'd have to say no.

25. Have you ever bungee jumped?
Define bungee jumped...

26. Have you ever gone white-water rafting?
I almost had the chance to once.  I probably wouldn't though.

27. Has anyone ten years older than you ever hit on you?
Well, he was much more than 10 years older and very drunk.

28. How many pets do you have?
2 dogs, Bruce and Cooper

29. Have you met a real redneck?
probably

30. How is the weather right now?
chilly, for California

31. What are you listening to right now?
One moment while I bring up iTunes... Sally's Song by Amy Lee off the Nightmare Revisited album.

32. What is your current favorite song?
Propane Nightmares by Pendulum

33. What was the last movie you watched?
Twilight

34. Do you wear contacts?
glasses

35. Where was the last place you went besides your house?
My college councilors house.

36. What are you afraid of?
College.  And large bodies of water.

37. How many piercings have you had?
none, but I have some fake ones that I wear sometimes

38. What piercings do you want?
I'll probably get my ears pierced eventually.

39. What's one thing you've learned this year?
You have to do stuff to get stuff done, if that makes sense.

40. What do you usually order from Starbucks?
Passion tea lemonade!

41. What Magazines are you reading?
none really, but I like taking pages from AP to put on my wall.

42. Have you ever fired a gun:
A rifle at camp, something I'm sure I'll be doing again against my will, considering my mom just BOUGHT ONE.

43. Are you missing someone?
More than they'll ever know.

44. Favourite TV show?
Doctor Who.  Then House.

45. Do you have an obession with WoW?
Never played.  Would like to try it, but it costs money.

46. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celeb?
(lol at Liam's answer)  Yep

47. What celeb do you look like?
(Haha poor LIam)  Hilary Duff

48. Who would you like to see right now?

Marc.  And John Green

49. Favorite movie of all time?
mmm Iron Man I suppose

50. Do you find yourself loved?
sure

51. Have you ever been caught doing something you weren't suppose to?
I was a kid once, yes.

52. Favorite smell?
The right cologne on the right guy.

53. Butter, plain, or salted popcorn?
Salt, then butter.  Shake.  A pinch more salt.

54. What's something that really bugs you?
My ********* chemistry teacher

55. Do you like Michael Jackson?
not particularly

56. Taco Bell or Burger King?
BK of course.

57. What's your favorite perfume?
I don't wear perfume much.  When I want to smell pretty, I apply Miso Pretty lotion liberally.

58. Favorite baseball team?
do not care.  Angels is the only I've seen.

59. Ever call a 1-900 phone number?
I've never heard of such a thing

60. What's the longest time you've gone without sleep?
36 hours

61. Last time you went bowling?
Ahhh I haven't bowled in forever!  I think the last time was my birthday party.

62. Where is the weirdest place you have slept?
in class.

63. Who was your last phone call?
My mom.  How uninteresting

64. Last time you were at work?
As opposed to at play?

My las job ended last December.

65. What's the closest orange object to you?
A signed photo of Haley Williams.

Here, happy?

My mother.

Hot boys like Steven.

My BFF Caitlin.

:)

Layouts

When it comes to profile (blog) layouts, I always choose the darker ones.  I just think that dark colors are more inviting than bright ones.  Although, you wouldn't know from my My Yahoo! home page.  It's ORANGE and GREEN, but it's just a homepage, not a profile.

I don't do this because I'm emo or depressed as some over-analyzers might think.  I find the darker colors much more inviting and... enveloping, if you will.  It's easier on the eyes than bright colors.  A page that is really vibrant seems like an assault on the eyes, but a darker one invites you to keep looking because it isn't uncomfortable to look at.

Bright page themes seem really fake to me and dark ones seem more honest.  Like the dark ones aren't relying on flashy things to get attention.  It's confident in it's content.

I may have just outlined my views on life and people without even realizing it...

Perhaps I'm crazy.

In the shower this morning...

I decided that whenever I'm sitting in front of the computer just trying to figure out something to do, I'll try to write in this blog.  Just to see what happens.  I figure it'll be an exercise in on-demand writing and typing practice and... whatever else.  Organizing my thoughts I guess.  (Which is apparently going very well...o.0)

These blogs are probably not going to be very interesting.  For example, I'd now like to talk about how I made hot chocolate a little while ago.  I was heating the milk in a mug, but it wasn't getting hot enough.  I decided to just forget it and mix in the chocolate powder and heat it more.  Then I decided that I wanted to shake it instead of stir it.  I've done this before, so no biggie.  But I couldn't find the special cup that has the special lid that's used for shaking things up.  Soooo bollox, as they say in the UcK.  (Oooh, Lindsey swore in Brittish!)

I was originally going to have my hot chocolate out of a regular ceramic mug, but then I realized that I would be taking it to my room.  Seeing as I know myself, I wanted to pour it into a plastic travel coffee cup-mug thing instead.  You know the ones, the sippy cups for adults.  Buuuut I couldn't find one.  After much pain and anguish I found an old one in the back corner of a cupboard in the bottom corner of my kitchen.  I washed it out and attempted to pour the hot chocolate from the ceramic mug into the sippy cup.  I spilled.  Of course.  So I cleaned that up and took the rest to the sink and successfully transferred drinking implements.  YES I finally finished making myself a simple cup of hot chocolate!  Basking in my success, I take a victory sip... and burn my mouth.

Isn't irony lovely?

Yes, I tried to tweet this.

Hannah walk into my room.  She asks me what I'm doing.  I say

"YouTube"

A minute passes.  She's still standing there.

I say

"What, why do you need to know what I'm doing?"

She says

"There's nothing wrong with that"

and leaves.

0.o

WTF??

I haz a sickie!

Almost every Thanksgiving and every Christmas I get sick in some way.  When I was little, my excitement about Christmas would give me an upset stomach.  That still happens now, but it's other things that get me overly excited.  Twilight, for example. :)  After I met John Green I was sick for 3 days.  And now of course I have a major cold.  Yays.  At least now I have an excuse to stay upstairs during Thanksgiving. :)

A blog about [Bob]

There was a blog here, but it was dumb, so now it's just a blog telling you that there was a blog here, but it was dumb, so now it's just a blog telling you that there was a blog here, but it was dumb, so now it's just a blog telling you that there was a blog here, but it was dumb, so now it's just a blog telling you that there was a blog here, but it was dumb, so now it's just a blog telling you that there was a blog here, but it was dumb, so now it's just a blog telling you that there was a blog here, but it was dumb, so now it's just a blog tellin gyou (first mistake!  rawr!)  I guess that ends that then.

I finished the first 12 chapters of Midnight Sun

When it ended, I just sat staring at the screen.  I refuse to believe that Stephanie Mayer is never going to publish the rest.  If she really isn't, then I have a problem.  She is not our mother!  I feel like she's just punishing us for the actions of one, like she's trying to teach us bad kids a lesson in honesty or something!  It really is her own fault for putting her trust in the wrong person.  Now many are saying well, what if it was stolen from the person it was given to?  Then it's that person's fault for not taking better care of it!  The way I see it, if Stephanie mayer doesn't publish Midnight Sun, the consequences are only negative: we are denied what would be a pretty interesting book, and Mayer is giving up alll the money she would make off of it!  I mean, if it's published, people WILL buy the book.

Anyway the point is, I'm rereading Twilight, and this was all so I had something to do while my video renders.  Aaaand it's done!  YouTube, here I come!

Oh, and I now know why it's called Midnight Sun.  Bella is the sun in Edward's eternal midnight.  The way I put it sounds cheesy, and it might be, but I still want the book!

Why is my Blogger page up?

I know I logged on for a reason...  I just can't remember what it is.  Oh well, I'll just leave it at:

I LOVE JOHN GREEN!

and no, he hasn't contacted me yet.  I know it hasn't been long since I gave him the letter, but I remain impatient.  I actually miss him quite a lot, even though  we only spoke a few times.  (And I'm sure I annoyed him more and more each time.  He tolerated me better than anyone has ever tolerated me.)  Is it weird that I miss him so much?  Every time I remember watching him leave and letting him leave, I get all teary and emotional.  It really sucks when someone you admire so much can't remember you or find you half as worth knowing.  (<--That has to be grammatically incorrect, but I can't figure out how.)

In other news, I just put my retainer in for the first time in almost 3 weeks.  I know I deserve the pain, but oh, how it hurts.  The top one almost wouldn't stay in.  Worrisome.

Wow it's totally almost 10:30.  Off to bed for me!

(And my bed I mean go to Facebook and stall, subconsciously hoping a Certain Someone will log on...

I feel it is my responsibility

so here's some scattered thought about the Paper Towns tour.

*10 minutes later*

Ok, I really was going to blog about it, but thanks to my sister I now have decent video, SO I am going to tell whichever of you is reading this to just keep an eye on my YouTube channel where the footage will hopefully appear within a month.  Busy Lindsey iz busy.

The most made of awesome dream ever.

*I just woke up and I have to write this out before I forget.*

I dreamed last night that Bella/me/Margo/Alaska (all sort of morphed into one) was on a Nerdfighter scavenger hunt.   If it didn't get done before Voldemort/Aphrodite/Victoria was done with some speech he-but-usually-she  was making to an auditorium, something really bad would happen.  So I'm looking for the clue that I knew John had said I needed to find, and I do something stupid with the auditorium curtains, making them move A LOT.  Victoria notices me and Voldemort pulls out a wand to blast the curtians and make sure no one was there.  I'd managed to get bahind a wall by then, so I was fine.  The scene jumps and a largish guy is there (not fat, just larger) and he asks me what's important about October 16th.  He then holds up an odd looking copy of Paper Towns with Oct. 16th on the cover.  In my head I'm going "Paper Towns!" as usual, but then the book flips over and un the pages underneath ia a green stamp.  the stamp has a number on it and it's a clue!  However, Victoria has seen me and, disregarding the audience, somes to stop me and this guy from escaping out the window.  There are now rows of ascending chairs (like in the band room, only taller) between me and Aphrodite, and me and the guy (she to my right, he to my left).  The book is now just out of reach of reach of both me and aphrodite.  Luckily, I pull out my wand and say accio, but so does Volde-dite.  the guy then does the same and the book is flying everywhere.  The guy catches it and starts to go for the window and I follow.  I escape with the book but the guy doesn't get out.  I'm now Volde-dite and i'm saying how I'd wanted Bella/Margo to have to get over a bunch of obstacles (small stepping stairs, plant, potted cactus) to get IN the window in the first place, where she suspected I would enter the auditorium.  Little did he/she know my dream would start with me behind the curtains.

I've had this dream before (the part about the scavenger hunt) and I know that had I not been woken up, I would have gone to the bookstore database and searched the number on the bottom of the book.  It would lead me to another stamped book which would lead me to the answer, which i can't remember.

OMG I just remembered!  Another part was that chrisontv88 invited me to come with him on a campout thing with songsfromahat.  In my dream they were dating, which makes me think it was Liiv who just looked like Abby.  Anyway they had an amazingly huge tent and I thought it would be a fun sleepover yay, but then like 20 people were there and I was kind of disappointed, but still happy to be there.

Then it turns out that it was a protest or something and something goes wrong involving a large piece of indoor machinery.

Then the dream skips, and I meet John and Hank Green.  They're just kind of hanging out, and Hank leans over a small sink to... drink something I think, and I notice he's wearing a neon lemon yellow tank top that had half the bottom cut off.  He was also wearing darker colored shorts and very colorful sweat bands.  It looked like he had gone or was about to go running.  His glasses were colorful somehow too.  It was all very 80's.  John was more normal (navy shirt and jeans) and we (me and Liiv/Abby) were talking to them.  He goes to throw something away in a trash can to the left of the sink, in front of me and behind him.  I follow him to throw something away too.  It's here that I remember that I needed to talk to him about my senior project.  I do so and he say's he'd love to but he probably won't have time tonight.  I tell him no it's ok, I meant over the phone or email.  I actually never got a definitive answer because the dream then skips to him being surrounded by people in a lounge sort of area.  I try to talk to him again but can't reach him.  Then it skips to the scavenger hunt dream.

**Note to self: observe what John is wearing when you meet him.**

*edit* John was wearing something almost entirely different.  Psychic powers fail.

Because writing stuff down makes it easier to remember.

1.) Church Halloween party

2.) Nerdfighter Halloween party

3.) To school on Halloween

4.) Halloween night

5.) (maybe) Doctor Who convention (...probably not)

6.) Azkatraz

7.) As many other times as possible.

I talk about today. Will this become a daily thing?

I am once again sitting in bed, on my computer, waiting for the internets to stop giving me things to do.  This isn't helping.  Now I hear mom coming and I don't want her to catch me up this late...  I'll pretend to sleep until she comes and checks............ OK. we're good.  All I hear right now, other than my own typing, is Hannah and Mom arguing.  Not in the shouting way, but in the laughing way.  The easy way, the way in which no one (Hannah) really learns anything, and Hannah has manipulated Mom into not making her go shower.  Yes, she showers this late.  At least she showers at all...  That hasn't always been the case.

I seem to be in the habit of writing to other people when I write.  I'm never just writing for myself.  What does that say about me?  Hopefully that doesn't make me subconsciously restrict my writing...  My college counselors tell me to write my essays as though they are journals, but what they don't know is that I've never kept a proper journal or diary.  Maybe it's because I read so much that I can't write to myself.  I mean, the authors don't write to themselves when they write.

John got #5 on the NYT Bestseller list!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY JOHN!  (I've made a video to this effect which I will hopefully remember to post tomorrow.  I really want John to know who I am when I meet him on the 30th.  That would definitely be nice.  It would also make it less creepy when I ask to interview him.  Now, that in itself may not be creepy, but I have a lot of favours to ask of him on that day, and I only get about 1 minute to accomplish it all.  It is going to be one crazy day.  I wonder if Toddly00 will be there.  If he's going to any at all, it'll be the one in L.A.

I'm going to reapply for a job at B&N.  I walk up to the store today to get a magazine and I say to my mom that I wish I could get a job working just weekends.  While I'm off sticking Nerdfighter notes in John's books (Caitlin, like 3 or 4 of ours are still there.  Sadness.), mom asks about jobs.  Miraculously, they are hiring specifically for weekends!  I'll lose my Saturdays and Sundays, and possibly my Friday afternoons, but I'll have moneys.  Plus, it's spending hours with books.  I hope I'm right in saying that that's enough to keep my happy working there.  I'm also going to check the box on the application to say I want to work in the Stardollar.  This is something that I've secretly always wanted to do, and to be able to do it while INSIDE B&N... dream come true.

I talked to Alec online a little while ago.  He seems to be doing well.  It seems like he hasn't done anything that might cause me to repeat the Great Freakout of last year.  I think that If he had been behaving in a way that he knows would cause me to go into emergency mode like last year, he would have been less willing to carry on the conversation.  At first he contacted me about sending him an mp3 of a song we played last year (Any Way You Want It) but then he asked me how things were going in drumline and casual stuff like that.  I think he'll be ok. :)

This is the last thing, I swear:

I bought a new nail polish today.  Not just any old color, no.  I bought nail polish that is "so red it's almost black", like Margo's in Paper Towns!  I'm going to get some blue spray paint, spray my finger, and somehow smudge it on the bottle.  Don't think I'm kidding.

Ok, I'm done for today.  I think I might make this a daily thing, talking about important stuff that happens in my life.  However, if it starts to feel like homework, I'm not going to force myself to do it.  Also, I've decided I'm going to post my typed writing assignments here.  It'd be noce to get some feedback on my writing and if it improves throughout the year and such.  Done for realz, now that it's 11:11 (I wish mumblemumblemumble).  Good night all.

*edit*

I'm proud of how ridiculously long this is.  If you just can't read it all, go to the attention span store and get an upgrade.

Sleeeep again

I am once again sitting in bed, on my computer, waiting for the internets to stop giving me things to do.

You know what would be cool right now?

If I could just ignore Heroes and go to sleep, but there is just no chance of that happening is there?  No, there isn't.  It's been way too long since I've gotten enough sleep to prevent me from falling asleep after having been woken up in the morning.  I know why I stay up so unnecessarily late, so that makes it more easily fixed.  If only the cause could be so easily fixed...  Oh well.  Heroes is on!

New Scavenger Hunt (?)

Oh Margo Roth Spiegleman.  Margo, Margo, Margo.  why Do you enjoy Toying with us So?

There is a new pseudo scaverger Hunt in which margo Roth speigleman in very much Enjoying LIQUIFYING OUR BRAINS.  She* has Been Messing with the Omnictionary, leaving clues and threatening That those who Cross her Will feel her Wrath.  Those of us in the discussion on the Ning think that Hank and John are both WAY to busy to be orchestrating Something to Intricate and Complicated and so totally Involved.  Therefore, we believe it must Be Maureen Johnson.  (And although She hasn't been Mentioned, I think It might be the Katherine as well.)

Margo has been very active** in our search, poking and Prodding us on, being as vague and Frustrating as Humanly (fictionally) possible!  Us ningites have been conversing with her back and forth, asking her questions that we hope Will help us figure this Mess out.  As someone pointed out at one point, "I've been talking to an idea all night."

The most interesting thing (until it got old) was the fact that Margo kept posting a picture of a spray-painted blue 'M' and the significant Omnictionary pages.  If you've read the book, you'll know why it's significant.

This might just be the skeptic in me, but I think it's just some clever nerdfighter who wanted to see how much trouble they could cause.  Well, it's most certainly worked!  (The Ning discussion had over 600 posts!)  Of course there's still that fairly large part of me that hopes this little dizzy-making and VERY Margo-esque adventure turns out to yield some fabulous prize.  If not then at least it felt, for a while, like something epic was happening.  And the planning, that's the fun part. ;)

*Someone posing as margo

**Note how I don't say 'helpful'

Pretties

This is me taking a break from reading.  Over the past 2-2.5 hours, I have done nothing but read Pretties by Scott Westerfeld.  It's obviously a really good book, but as usual reading for so long has made my brain fuzzy.  It's getting a little weird now, which is what made taking this break not quite so tragic.  Allrighty then.  Back to it.

I'm going to go eat food now!

Wait, this isn't Twitter!  No matter, I'm still going to go eat food. :P

Oh, Honey Bunches of Oats, where have you been all my life?

See, this is the issue I've always had with blogging

It always feels repressively like homework.  I hate being forced to write even if I'm forcing myself.  I need the writing practice, and I'll be more inclined to write if people might see it, so we shall see how this goes!