2 & 1/2 Chapters, 8305 words. It's not that big yet, but it's a good solid start, and hopefully by the end of Christmas break it'll be bigger!
Sorry about that, when I start writing I get excited about progress, because so many times I start, stop, delete, restart, stop, delete, and so on. But this is a good solid beginning...I hope.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
I've Done It Again
I was just working on my novel, working on a scene that involved my 'bad guys' and realized that the truly evil one had not been developed yet. Already my 'bad guys' are kick-butt-awesome, while the 'good guys' are meh-whatever-kinda-weak, so when developing the top 'bad guy' I decided to make him even more super-kick-butt-awesome than any of my other characters. It's ridiculous. Why is it every time I start out a novel my bad guys turn out so awesome?
Oh and on that note on Wednesday I woke up with crazy back pain, and with it came an awesome character, with a super awesome super power...problem he's also one of the 'bad guys.' On the bright side He came to me almost entirely developed, well mostly...now that I think about it not really. He came with a power, a weapon, and a basic personality...gotta go develop a back story for him now. Still good to be working on my novel again.
Oh and on that note on Wednesday I woke up with crazy back pain, and with it came an awesome character, with a super awesome super power...problem he's also one of the 'bad guys.' On the bright side He came to me almost entirely developed, well mostly...now that I think about it not really. He came with a power, a weapon, and a basic personality...gotta go develop a back story for him now. Still good to be working on my novel again.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Gratitude
I realized recently that the more things I find to be grateful for the better my life is. Last week I was pretty grateful that I'm not a dead fetal pig. We had to dissect some dead fetal pigs in Forensics the whole week. Let me tell you, I never want to be dissected, it smells awful, and than you have to pull out all their organs and measure them, weigh them, and shove them back into the pig, and stitch your dead pig back up. I really, really, REALLY, would rather not have a bunch of high school students cutting me up and pulling out my organs.
Now this week I'm grateful that the dissection is over. I can finally breathe in my forensics classroom without wanting to vomit, because dead pigs smell so bad. I also don't have to cut here, and rip this out, and all that good mess. Life without fetal pigs, is actually a good life.
So just remember, be grateful that you aren't dissecting anything and aren't being dissected.
Now this week I'm grateful that the dissection is over. I can finally breathe in my forensics classroom without wanting to vomit, because dead pigs smell so bad. I also don't have to cut here, and rip this out, and all that good mess. Life without fetal pigs, is actually a good life.
So just remember, be grateful that you aren't dissecting anything and aren't being dissected.
Friday, December 4, 2009
It's Been a While, but There's Nothing to Write About.
So um, it's been a while since I've written, and I know that all my readers have been hanging in suspense since my last post...no, I did not commit suicide or anything, I've actually gotten over the whole musical thing and have moved on. Really I didn't need that stress this year, I just want to have an easy last year of high school, and the lead in the school musical would mess that plan up.
I'm not really sure what to write about, so much has happened lately, and none of it seems particularly blog worthy...so I'm kinda stuck here writing pointless words that won't be very satisfying to my readers...ah well, what can you do?
I feel kinda bad just making a really short entry when I know that hundreds of people have been waiting for another entry, but sometimes you've just gotta learn to accept things the way they are.
Well that was pointless rambling, sorry about that, let me try and end this with something sort of interesting...if I can think of anything...sorry guys, this was a waste of your life, I can't even think of anything positive to end this with... just wanted to let you know I am still alive and all that good stuff.
I'm not really sure what to write about, so much has happened lately, and none of it seems particularly blog worthy...so I'm kinda stuck here writing pointless words that won't be very satisfying to my readers...ah well, what can you do?
I feel kinda bad just making a really short entry when I know that hundreds of people have been waiting for another entry, but sometimes you've just gotta learn to accept things the way they are.
Well that was pointless rambling, sorry about that, let me try and end this with something sort of interesting...if I can think of anything...sorry guys, this was a waste of your life, I can't even think of anything positive to end this with... just wanted to let you know I am still alive and all that good stuff.
Monday, September 7, 2009
Week Four: Auditions
This past week was that dreaded time of the year again, auditions for the spring musical. Don't ask me why we do it so early around these parts, I don't even know, but now they're over. I'm torn about whether or not I'm happy with the results of auditions. It was good going to the auditions to see all of my old friends and realize how much I had missed them, but it was also one of the saddest parts of this year, because as I walked into the auditorium on Monday, I realized that I would be doing this year's musical without one of my greatest friends. I don't know how I'll handle it.
I feel like I did a good job with auditions this year, but I don't really know. All of my friends told me I was really good, but then when the cast list came out I found out I was in chorus again. I shouldn't be upset about this, but I am. I didn't want the lead, but I wanted a part where I could stand out. I don't know what's wrong with me, since I know that our director didn't even put one hundred kids in, and I was lucky enough to actually make it. I don't know. It's just kinda lame.
I've gotta change my attitude before the rehearsals start though, because I remember last year how hard it was to have a good time on stage when there were snotty people (like me this year) being negative all the time. I'm gonna make this the best musical I can, even if I believe I deserved a part. If anything else, I'll show my director that I could have done any part she needed.
I feel like I did a good job with auditions this year, but I don't really know. All of my friends told me I was really good, but then when the cast list came out I found out I was in chorus again. I shouldn't be upset about this, but I am. I didn't want the lead, but I wanted a part where I could stand out. I don't know what's wrong with me, since I know that our director didn't even put one hundred kids in, and I was lucky enough to actually make it. I don't know. It's just kinda lame.
I've gotta change my attitude before the rehearsals start though, because I remember last year how hard it was to have a good time on stage when there were snotty people (like me this year) being negative all the time. I'm gonna make this the best musical I can, even if I believe I deserved a part. If anything else, I'll show my director that I could have done any part she needed.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Week Three: Motivation
I've realized that I've been fairly unmotivated this year. Let's face it, I've been absolutely unmotivated, it's awful. I don't know how many things I've been careless about lately, but this week I've dedicated to motivation. I learned a couple of things that motivate me.
First off my mom has been getting upset with me for already starting to live like a malnourished college student. I pack my own lunch and for the past couple weeks I've been packing chips and granola bars, but last night she put her foot down and threatened that if I don't start eating 'real' food I'll be stuck on a meal plan on college!! NOOOOO! Obviously last night I found the motivation to pack an actual healthy lunch. Motivation comes in forms of threats.
Another thing that keeps me motivated this year is having obligations. Last night I was more motivated than any other time this year because I had three different obligations all over town, and all right around the same time. Amazingly I only missed one, and that was because they locked me out of the building. So obviously if you tell me I need to be somewhere at a certain time. I will be there, as long as nothing conflicts. It helps me feel motivated.
It's taken me a while to get here, but by the end of week three motivation has returned to yours truly.
First off my mom has been getting upset with me for already starting to live like a malnourished college student. I pack my own lunch and for the past couple weeks I've been packing chips and granola bars, but last night she put her foot down and threatened that if I don't start eating 'real' food I'll be stuck on a meal plan on college!! NOOOOO! Obviously last night I found the motivation to pack an actual healthy lunch. Motivation comes in forms of threats.
Another thing that keeps me motivated this year is having obligations. Last night I was more motivated than any other time this year because I had three different obligations all over town, and all right around the same time. Amazingly I only missed one, and that was because they locked me out of the building. So obviously if you tell me I need to be somewhere at a certain time. I will be there, as long as nothing conflicts. It helps me feel motivated.
It's taken me a while to get here, but by the end of week three motivation has returned to yours truly.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
This is What I Want
I don't know if I mentioned this or not, but this summer I got to go to the Oquirrh Mountain Temple Open House. It was a great moment for me. I walked in, and immediately the Spirit was so strong as I wandered through. The two most powerful moments were when I walked into the Celestial Room, and the sealing room. I walked into the Celestial and just wanted to stand there forever. Nothing seemed more important to me in Utah than staying in that room, just soaking in the Spirit and knowing that if I could have a life where I always felt like I was in the Celestial Room, then I would live for that.
Second moment where the Spirit really got my attention was when we stopped in the Sealing Room at the end of the trip through the temple. I sat there staring at the alter and into the mirrors, realizing that when (not if) I go through there with someone they will be with me forever. It made me think. Who do I really want to go to the temple with?
I gotta say if you haven't had the chance to go through an Open House, you really have missed out. It was one of my best experiences in Utah, and I wouldn't trade it for anything.
Second moment where the Spirit really got my attention was when we stopped in the Sealing Room at the end of the trip through the temple. I sat there staring at the alter and into the mirrors, realizing that when (not if) I go through there with someone they will be with me forever. It made me think. Who do I really want to go to the temple with?
I gotta say if you haven't had the chance to go through an Open House, you really have missed out. It was one of my best experiences in Utah, and I wouldn't trade it for anything.
Monday, August 17, 2009
Can I Really Survive Another Year?
I'M A SENIOR!!! Yeah I'm guessing you're not too excited about this fact either. I mean Senior year is supposed to be the greatest year of your high school life, but I'm struggling with the fact that I'm straight up ready to be done with high school. I've got some great classes, and things to look forward to, but already two weeks into school things have been turning out differently than I expected.
Okay first let me talk about the actual academics part of the whole school thing. I've got a great line up of classes this semester. I wake up every morning at a time that's too early for any human being to wake up so that I can get to Seminary. It's fun, but let me tell you it really is a sacrifice. I love Seminary, and am particularly excited to study the Book of Mormon this year. It's been the thing I've looked forward to since high school began. I start my school day with A.P. Government. No I don't plan on being a politician, but yes I do find politics fascinating, even if I fail to pay a whole lot of attention to them. Next is Forensics. How tight is that? I get to go do Crime Scene Investigation, which is the thing that makes Veronica Mars so cool. It's an awesome class, and I may not love the people in it, but I love the class, and I do have some pretty good friends in there as well. My next class is the highlight (although it's not too high above the rest of my classes) AP Psychology. A coach teaches it, which throws all sorts of entertainment into his lecture, but he's a really smart guy. The only thing is that sometimes his English skills are lacking a little (for example "the more browner your eyes is."), but he's HILARIOUS. Seriously best class ever!!!!
Then as you may or may not know I dropped Drama this year to join choir, which is my last class of the day. I don't belong there, but I deal. They're all amazing singers, and then there's me, but I provide enough entertainment, and am nice enough that they keep me. They can be snobbish though. I guess I shoulda figured that out last year with the musical, but nope. Oh well we're getting closer slowly. So it's all good now (by the way there's only a small portion that's snobbish, they just really really stand out, that's all). Yeah that's my classes. We'll see how it turns out by the end of this year. Hopefully I'll get better.
Okay first let me talk about the actual academics part of the whole school thing. I've got a great line up of classes this semester. I wake up every morning at a time that's too early for any human being to wake up so that I can get to Seminary. It's fun, but let me tell you it really is a sacrifice. I love Seminary, and am particularly excited to study the Book of Mormon this year. It's been the thing I've looked forward to since high school began. I start my school day with A.P. Government. No I don't plan on being a politician, but yes I do find politics fascinating, even if I fail to pay a whole lot of attention to them. Next is Forensics. How tight is that? I get to go do Crime Scene Investigation, which is the thing that makes Veronica Mars so cool. It's an awesome class, and I may not love the people in it, but I love the class, and I do have some pretty good friends in there as well. My next class is the highlight (although it's not too high above the rest of my classes) AP Psychology. A coach teaches it, which throws all sorts of entertainment into his lecture, but he's a really smart guy. The only thing is that sometimes his English skills are lacking a little (for example "the more browner your eyes is."), but he's HILARIOUS. Seriously best class ever!!!!
Then as you may or may not know I dropped Drama this year to join choir, which is my last class of the day. I don't belong there, but I deal. They're all amazing singers, and then there's me, but I provide enough entertainment, and am nice enough that they keep me. They can be snobbish though. I guess I shoulda figured that out last year with the musical, but nope. Oh well we're getting closer slowly. So it's all good now (by the way there's only a small portion that's snobbish, they just really really stand out, that's all). Yeah that's my classes. We'll see how it turns out by the end of this year. Hopefully I'll get better.
Let's Start At the Beginning.
Hey, if you've been reading my blogs up to this point, you'll know some things about me, but if you haven't been following too well, I'll give you some details about me, that might be important to know. First off, I'm Zelos, I'm a senior in high school, and within my first hour of school I realized that I'm suffering from one of the most severe cases of senior-itis ever...it's kind of miserable, but I'm dealing fairly well. I've got awesome friends that are there whenever I need a support group, a pick-me-up, something to do on a Friday night, or someone who will ride around town with me, even though I've nearly killed them about a thousand times. Heck without my friends, life would be miserable, thank goodness for them.
I'm also lovin' my family (for the most part). I've got a pretty awesome one. My parents and I have our disagreements (practically everyday now), but we deal well with one another, and survive (which some days feels like a miracle). My siblings are all graduated and moved out, but they're definitely some of the coolest people ever. I have an older brother who got married about two years ago, no kids, but still fun to hang out with. I've got an older sister, who had a kid just about two years ago (so many things changed in the year 2008). She, her husband, and my nephew are some of my favorite people ever. The best thing is that my nephew finally knows my name. It's always fun when he starts saying my name. I've got another brother who's on a mission in Boise Idaho (we were all kinda surprised by that call). Even though it started out difficult for him, he's doing better now, so it's all good.
Let me throw this straight out there. I am a Member of the Church of Jesus Christ, and that's where I belong. You'll likely see me at my church building early in the morning every school day, and sometimes you'll see me with my Book of Mormon out at school. I'm not ashamed, and I'm not backing down on my standards. I love my religion, and I know that it is true. I've felt such a feeling of peace and love every time I've prayed, opened my scriptures, and lived the standards that I'm encouraged to keep.
Heck, that's a good enough intro. If you wanna know more, keep reading. If I sound like a genuinely boring person, I'm sorry. I'm happy with who I am. It took me seventeen years to get to this point, but now I don't really care whether you like me or not. I like being liked, but heck, I'm not here to impress anyone. I'm here to live worthy to be an instrument in my Heavenly Father's hands.
So yeah, that was kinda in your face, but it's how I feel, so I'm not gonna take it back.
And that's me in a nutshell.
Zelos.
I'm also lovin' my family (for the most part). I've got a pretty awesome one. My parents and I have our disagreements (practically everyday now), but we deal well with one another, and survive (which some days feels like a miracle). My siblings are all graduated and moved out, but they're definitely some of the coolest people ever. I have an older brother who got married about two years ago, no kids, but still fun to hang out with. I've got an older sister, who had a kid just about two years ago (so many things changed in the year 2008). She, her husband, and my nephew are some of my favorite people ever. The best thing is that my nephew finally knows my name. It's always fun when he starts saying my name. I've got another brother who's on a mission in Boise Idaho (we were all kinda surprised by that call). Even though it started out difficult for him, he's doing better now, so it's all good.
Let me throw this straight out there. I am a Member of the Church of Jesus Christ, and that's where I belong. You'll likely see me at my church building early in the morning every school day, and sometimes you'll see me with my Book of Mormon out at school. I'm not ashamed, and I'm not backing down on my standards. I love my religion, and I know that it is true. I've felt such a feeling of peace and love every time I've prayed, opened my scriptures, and lived the standards that I'm encouraged to keep.
Heck, that's a good enough intro. If you wanna know more, keep reading. If I sound like a genuinely boring person, I'm sorry. I'm happy with who I am. It took me seventeen years to get to this point, but now I don't really care whether you like me or not. I like being liked, but heck, I'm not here to impress anyone. I'm here to live worthy to be an instrument in my Heavenly Father's hands.
So yeah, that was kinda in your face, but it's how I feel, so I'm not gonna take it back.
And that's me in a nutshell.
Zelos.
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