Random Excited Newsflash

I've passed up the daily word goal again! I've finally caught back up after having to skip writing for three days the other week. Don't ask me when it was. I don't remember.
Thank you Write or Die. I would have never been able to do this without you. I'd like to write out a better, longer, more sarcastic and witty fake acceptance speech but over 3,000 words and and hour and a half later I don't have it in me anymore.
The first time I passed up the goal I was excited. It was one of those I can do anything kind of feelings. This time I'm just relieved to be caught back up. I can finish this now. Unlike NaBloPoMo, NaNo will be a success.

Day 25- Update

Oh wow. I feel like an idiot now. My blog was broken. Last time I use random internet blog layouts.

Day 25- Fail

I actually did it.
I missed a day of blogging. 23 days of perfection and I forget a day. To anyone that may be reading this (which is probably no one) I feel like I should explain it, even though there are no excuses as we call know.
Yesterday I broke tradition and decided to write first and blog later. Which of course turned into me forgetting to update my blog. I thought about it this morning but I thought I had remembered to post. And... I hadn't.
Oh well. There goes my chances of winning a prize. Now I'd better win NaNo or I'm going to be pissed at myself.
Also, Happy Turkey Day tomorrow!

Day 23

Is my blog broken or what? I feel a little bad having started the Comment for a Comment group on NaBloPoMo and then...not receiving the comments I was hoping for. Of course, I haven't been the most dedicated commenter either. This week I'll go through the group list and start commenting it up. Maybe that'll inspire some people. And hopefully reading this post will complete the job.
As of yesterday I'm at 34,292. Still, sadly, behind the goal, but I'm getting there. I managed to crank out 2,000 words last night. I'm hoping to hit 3,000 one day this week, but we'll see. Don't want to jinx it.
Maybe I don't get comments because people can't relate to my life. I am younger than the average NaBloPoMo-er. I don't fit into the large majority (or what seems to be the majority) of bloggers. I'm not in my 20's and I'm not married. I'm just a 16 year old who is now the third wheel to her best friend and former crush. I can't drive without a parent. I don't have a credit card or a job (yet).
But still, I'm not that far apart from all those happily marrieds. They were me not too long ago. And just because you're an adult doesn't mean your life has changed that much.

Day 22

Another not very long post today. I'm going to a pre-Thanksgiving Thanksgiving dinner tonight and I haven't written anything yet today. So an hour or so of writing and then I've got to get going.
I'm looking forward to seeing my other friend's reactions to finding out about the date on Monday. That'll be...interesting.

Day 21

Today was far more relaxed and mind melting than yesterday, thank god. Might be going over to help my friend pick out what she's going to where for her date with Mr. Questions My Authority and Knowledge. I'm maintaining my sanity. After that conversation yesterday it turned into me being frustrated about him being so annoying. And random little text conversations with a more intelligent guy friend have been very calming.
Not much to talk about today. I slept in until 9 something, which is amazing for me. I'm always an early waker but after the last week I needed some sleep. Watched some TV, did some APUSH notes, drove to Wendy's, spent too much time on Facebook. Not much else to say. Hopefully tonight I'll write more than the daily word goal. I was too distracted yesterday. My two hours on Write or Die were not as successful as they should have been. I need to have a brainstorming session soon. The inspiration river is starting to run dry.

Day 20 or the Frying Pan Day

Sweet holy mother of Jesus on toast wearing pants. Today was... Is that sentence good enough for you? I'm not even going to talk about NaNo today because there are so many more interesting and worthwhile things to talk about.
The shit hit the fan today, people. Oh, did it hit it...
We're going to start with story time.
Once upon a time there was a boy and a girl. The girl liked the boy. The boy seemed to be oblivious. Two years later, Girl lost interest in Boy after an extremely awkward time waiting alone together for their friends to come watch a French movie with them. Girl realized Boy would not do if they couldn't conduct a conversation when no one else was around. Girl's beliefs were reaffirmed by equally awkward IM sessions. Girl mostly gave up on Boy. Of course then Girl's best friend since childhood decided she also liked Boy. Girl's interest in Boy slightly came back, but Girl would only accept Boy if Boy made the first move. Girl's interest in Boy fluctuated. Girl knew that this wasn't the end of the story. Friend and Boy continue to have a far more interesting and relaxed relationship. Girl gives up on Boy again.
Then, one day, Girl receives a note from Friend. Girl has feeling of dread. Long story (a page long note) short, Friend and Boy have finally admitted feelings and are on same page. Girl doesn't know what to say. Girl feels happy for Friend but also awkward and confused. After school, Girl has another feeling of dread. When she reaches Girl and Friend's lockers, Girl sees Friend and Boy. Girl has awkward conversation with Boy's Friend about how someone carved a drawing of a penis onto the front of her locker while Friend and Boy have a nice long hug session.
Later, Girl tries to be supportive and offers to give Boy inside information. After hours of beating information into Boy's head and feeling like Dear Abby, she realizes that he is, in fact, dumb shit and the most ridiculous person in existance. Girl lets Friend have Boy. Good luck with that, Friend. Maybe 10 years from now Boy will have finally asked you out.