Well hi (:
I'm tired. I'm thirsty. I'm unmotivated. I'm distracted. I'm experiencing mild writer's block that I think I could fix decently easily by just... writing anyway. But here I am, spilling my thoughts to whoever it reaches on the other end of this thing we call "the internet."
Club Grad was the bomb. Seriously, I had a killer time. You'd think something with the name "Club Grad" (emphasis on the CLUB) would have lots to do with drinking, dancing, and just... things I don't like to do, but who would have thought there would actually be innocently fun things involved as well.
Well... I did. :] That's why I went. And I'm sure glad I did, because as I said before, awesomeness. It was pure awesomeness. :)
Let me some up the night for you with the following: free pizza, free all-play arcade, slushies, a deserted dance floor we had all to ourselves, private karaoke because no one else wanted to, and Jackass 3D.
Oh, and friends. Lots of friends. (:
I was beaming. It was sweet. Now, however, it's Tuesday night and I'm sitting at home typing up this blog entry because I'm outwardly avoiding what I should be doing. I should be working on my "Short Story," I put that in quotations because mine is not so short. I'm reaching eleven pages after formatting it correctly (taking away double spacing, it's easier to write it that way).
As my cousin Tisha would say, "hurrumph."
That pretty much sums up how I feel about my not-so-short-story. I really should just kill the main character now. It's dragging on! I'M DONE WITH IT!
On the bright side, I have no other over-due, pressing assignments. AND I have a spare to catch up in, which makes me wonder why I'm so behind with my short story in the first place.
grumble grumble grumble.
As for my music endeavors, I don't really currently have any. This makes me down. BUT last night I was playing piano for quite some time and it got me stoked about my album again.
I would like to work on it this year, and not wait till I'm out of school, but you know... there's this thing called "life" that tends to get in the way. I don't want to use that as an excuse either, but it really is the truth of the matter.
My dad has his own work to attend to, let alone helping me with mine. I'm still in school, and it seems evident that there's a lot that comes with that (especially this year). It really only leaves the occasional weekend to work on anything. But then there are school projects, such as our Drama: Film and TV Anti-Drinking and Driving Commercial. That's this weekend. As well as this competition I'm in. Every other Sunday night downtown it's the Vancouver Island's Got Talent Competition. And then there's prepping for that. And then there's fitting in time with friends and family, and
AHHH. That's the life I was talking about.
But I'm not giving up. It will happen. I can make room for something I'm in love with.
I should just marry music and get it over with.
This gives me the sudden urge to play my keyboard.