Sit-Rep Dos

At School:

Sorry for the abesnce of blog-writing-ness. I have been fairly busy and homework has been really heavy for me lately. For me, this week has been going by in hyperspeed - I generally feel like I'm lacking time. I don't feel like I have enough time to do anything anymore. I asked my mom about it... she said this was just a busy time of the year.. and frankly she's right.

Okay, I don't really have a specific topic to blog about today. I'm switching between telling you about my day and actually sticking to a blog topic. Do you mind? Oh, okay, that's what I thought. Lol. It's not like I'm giving you a choice or anything.

You might or might not be aware of the novel I'm in the process of editing/rewriting, Xenophobia and I have some great news to announce... Xenophobia is now 91 pages and about 33,000 words, six chapters and three parts. Boom! That's what I'm talking about. I've been working on this for about... well, I started rewriting it at the beginning of this year so... *counts on fingers, naming the months* ten months... more or less. It's around there, I'm sure of that. I've spent so long writing this... and I'm really cracking down and getting it written. I have to share this with you. This is a paragraph from the fifth chapter, tell me what you think:

Bower was willing to step over the boundaries. He didn't care if General Keller was a General or if he was knocking some sense into a Private. Rank didn't matter to him; it was the man you were, not the rank and using that rank as a shield to hide your true self was pathetic. I knew Bower well enought to know that.

I just couldn't resist the urge to share that. Tell me what you think.

Okay, I'm going to get things rolling.

Today is... Thrusday. Monday - I don't remember Monday... See? What did I tell you, my memory is horrible. No, I take that back. I know remember vital information... but that could be a problem because sometimes I don't know what is vital information or not... =/
Tuesday - we had a friggin' fire drill. It was kinda funny actually. I was sitting in Activity, doing my Spanish homework. So this is what happened...
Juan no es -
I could hear the familiar blaring alarm far down the hall, like the alarm hadn't been triggered in our room. Everyone let out a simutanously and the alarm finally went off in our room. It was like a chain reaction.
Our teacher lesiurely stood up and said, "Fourteen."
FOURTEEN WHAT?!
Note: this is the first ever fire drill I've had in 8th grade. We had one in 7th but that was weird because we were in band.. We were in the middle of playing one of our songs when all of a sudden I could vaguely hear an alarm. All the music began to fade and it was actually really funny.

So, totally clueless and unaware of what "fourteen" meant, I start for the front entrance. I just followed the mob. I wasn't even sure if I was going the right way to begin with... But, I kid you not, my ears were bleeding. I don't mean the literal. But my ears were aching inside. I didn't know how MANY fire alarms were in the hallways. My ears were burning and aching and they were still blaring. Of course, you could see me, fingers jammed in my ears and stumbling through the hallway - bumping into people.

Like THAT was a load of fun...

Wednesday... nothing absolutely special.

I honestly don't have as much to blog about as I actually thought. Oh wow, I failed.

Ooh! I posted another poll; do it and I'll greatly appericate it.

If it makes you laugh, I got pegged by yet ANOTHER acorn today. This one was in the classroom actually... Which was weird. The acorns are in season and they are pissed off.
That will be my ultimate demise... pelted by acorns to death.

Wow, and HOW would you tell everyone else in heaven. While there are soliders, telling their couragous deaths, I'm over there pouting in the corner and feeling completely embarrassed because ACORNS killed me.

Yep, I bet you ANYTHING that will happen... Five bucks anyone?