Screaming Violins

Don't you just love to hear electric violins play pop music? It really is amazing i suggest you check out Nuttin' but Stringz. <<<>

Anyways here it is...Another friday... Spirit day at school, Fantastic. Actually it wasn't but it gave me some ideas for my bookk! We had a Pep assembly. That was pretty WOW! Haha they used to be sooo fun, and now they well suck. See we have this horrible administrator who is really all about sameness, like no competitions, um....no rallies or rigged senior spirit sticks... She makes EVERYTHING REALLY BORING... kinda like a modern umbridge. <<<>

Okay, here's an update on the progress of my book.
Book is good, but going slowly this week, i haven't really felt motivated in the least. I'm having trouble coming back to a scene in a female's prespective, because i keep feeling like something else needs to be written first. but idk maybe i'll write that scene and get back to the other one.

This Weekend

Friday was just unlike any other friday, i woke up and dragged my butt to school hating every second of it. I picked up my graduation stuff and stumbled towards the bandroom to get the things out of my locker and tripped going down the stairs to my car. When i finally got home and got lunch on the stove best buy called me and said they had a wii fit, and i had to skip lunch and duump it down the drain to go get it. Then my best friend Mariah and I went off to walmart to replace my work clothes...as if i needed to spend more money and things. and we headed to chipoltle and back here to my house to work on my book. I love to work on my book with her because she always has some kind of imput to give and she catches my stupid mistakes.

Saturday rolled around and i worked outside in the garden department and got rained on and bit all afternoon not much fun, i made pene al a vodka, which was really good and played the wii fit the rest of the evening.

This morning i attended my first lesson of yoga and am completely embarrased that i can not do the majority of the poses we are learning... i left more frustrated then when i showed up. I went to work and pretty much covered all the not so lovely breaks and lunches and then we had dinner with the family. Now im here complaining about my weekend and working on my book...WOOT!

Have a happy monday!

Screw Thinking Like a Man and When Reality Hits

Okay, so now i know why female authors write they're perspective as a female and men as a male. With the exception of a few extremely talented writers. Anywho I gave my first shot at it today, it's horrible, not going to lie. After i pulled my hair out a couple of times, drank two entire coffee's (Which is a lot for me...) went to school and took a napi managed to pull some editing on the male character in my story...that turned out pretty well, but i can always do better. I probably shouldn't be switching point of views in the story, so as usual, I will once again re-write this chapter...

Enough about writing, I recently turned 18, not to mention I also spent the next two weeks at home sick. ungh! Anyways I got into an argument with my parents because as usual i feel like the whole world is crashing down on me. Car payment, Car insurace, 2 Full times jobs, School full time, and my medical bills...How the hell am i supposed to pay for all that? Let's not even talk scholarship because i've finished filling out my fair share of applications...I don't like the idea of financial aid, but i know that if i don't apply for it, then i'm screwed! I havent decided on a college yet, I've been accepted to my priority school because it's extremely close to my home, ASU!!!! but i've decided that i can't afford it, and i don't want to be paying off those kinds of loans straight away sooooo community college it is... The problem is, i can't find one that has the options to major in what i'm interested in... Well yes not just being an author, i'd like to go into publishing and if all else fails i will fall back on a "Shrink" degree. Sometime's i just wish i was five again.

The Preface To My Book

He stared at me, as I fumbled with the zipper on my old and tattered jacket. He was waiting for my answer. An answer I wasn’t thrilled or ready to give. I didn’t want to choose, but I knew ultimately what I wanted. I wanted to figure out the mystery; I wanted to somehow become a part of it. “Natalia, the answer?” he said aggravated. “I’m not ready…I don’t have an answer” I replied. I didn’t want to face him. I knew that his glacier blue eyes would simply put me on my knees. “I’m sorry.” I whispered “I just can’t”. “You need to get over it, seeing you like this…it’s killing me.” He replied before he walked out the door leaving me alone without knowing whether or not he would ever grace my existence again.

The First of What Might Be Many...

It started with that stupid Twilight obsession. Until then I was alright with my choosen line of work. I wanted to be a Psychologist, how that ever came about I have no idea. I remember that day sitting in art complaining because I had nothing to do. One of my new friends forced a book into my hands and told me to shut up and read. They all knew that I loved to read, but nothing had sparked my interest lately. I looked at the cover and in bold letters it had Twilight printed across the front... I flipped it over and looked at the back. The first word that caught my eye was Vampire. I threw the book back at her and told her it wasn't my kind of thing. She then shoved it back into my hands and said give it a try. So what did i do? I read the first five chapters and I became unable to put the book down...Book one eventually turned into book two and three and then four. Then i was researching the Author and was intrigued at the writing process, so here i am deciding that i find writing more interesting than picking peoples brain apart.