I Legitimately Forgot

I was working today, hunched over my computer, eyes glazed over, clicking intermittently… And my brain helpfully offered me this golden nugget of information: “It’s Thursday.”

And I was like, “Thank you, brain. I was aware that it is Thursday.”

“No, Hero, you don’t get it. It’s Thursday. As in, not Wednesday.”

*fpppppppppppp* “Oh.”

So, I’ve decided to sort of be lazy and stuff and give a general update on my life.

  • I AM FAILING NANOWRIMO. Like, seriously. FAILING MISERABLY. I haven’t even hit 25,000 words, but you know what? I got started writing a novel that I really enjoyed, and that’s all that matters.
  • Today is my friend Kristin’s birthday! (Notice, I linked to her tumblr: this is where I pretend that I don’t have the URL to her tumblr memorized because I have a life and stuff hahahahahaha…) Anyway, we met up with, like, a gazillion of our friends from church and we went to Cracker Barrel and Landon and Tanith and Odysseus and our awesome seminarian friend were there and it was a lot of fun. We got to Cracker Barrel at 9:15 and we left at — wait for it — 11:00. We finally yanked ourselves away from the table (to the relief of the waitresses) and then stood outside on the porch with all the rocking chairs for another ten minutes. It was a lot of fun and really awesome to get to have breakfast with my friends (first time I’ve ever paid for myself at a restaurant you guys: I’M SUCH A BIG GIRL). Kristin is beautiful and amazing and I freaking love her to death, so go to her tumblr and spam her ask with messages about how incredible she is because if there is one person on this planet who deserves ‘you are magical and a goddess’ spam, it’s her.
  • Tuesday night I went over to Essie’s house with the usual gang (plus Odysseus and Stella) and had a musical marathon. 😛 We watched West Side Story (which Essie somehow found neither romantic NOR SAD) and then we watched The Music Man — at which point Landon, Odysseus, and Stella (obviously those aren’t their real names, you guys – what terrible parent would name their children like that? I mean, all those names on their own are okay, I guess, but all three? Together? No worries, their real names are very not-crazy) had to go home because it was like, 11:40. *hd* And then Morgann and Essie and I stayed up until 2 watching Phantom of the Opera and the Phineas and Ferb musical… It was a lot of fun. I love my friends. 🙂
  • Working is annoying but being employed has benefits, such as being paid. So that’s that then.
  • I’m on a diet because I’m commiserating with a friend of mine, but my diet kind of stinks because I’m totally lame at dieting and I’m not exercising every day because I’m lazy. Also I ate cake yesterday that sent me wayyyyy over my calorie limit for the day (like, I was at 172% of what I was supposed to be at heh heh heh). But I’m trying. Yeahhh.
  • I really want to take a nap. Or maybe watch Mary Poppins. Or something.

Anyway, that’s all for me right now! I will now go pretend to have a life all holed up in my room watching Mary Poppins on my laptop.

~Hero

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In My World, It’s Sunday

To be fair, it’s technically still the weekend, since it’s Memorial Day. *pwn*

Anyway, here’s the last bio before Camp NaNo starts on Friday. Enjoy! 🙂

Name: Eila

Age: 21

Height: 5’1″

Eye color: Red

Physical appearance: Gaunt, yellowy-white skin, sunken eyes with glittering red irises, chapped, bleeding lips, matted black hair, ragged fingernails, and hands permanently stained blood red. She’s always covered in a layer of filth and scratching and rubbing at her hands, trying to get the blood off. Saliva drips from her mouth.

Strange physical attributes: Um, how about the red eyes and the bloody hands?

Favorite clothing style: Longs for her former wardrobe of gowns and tiaras and luxury, but all she has to wear now is the tattered remnants of what used to be her undershift.

Where does she live? Eildur – in the dungeons of the castle. [Random Tale of Despereaux reference: “To the dungeons! To the dungeons!”]

Defining gestures: Always snarling and muttering to herself, eyes madly darting about, fingers twitching.

Things about her appearance she would most like to change: She doesn’t care – all she wants is a crown on top of her filthy matted hair.

Speaking style: Varies from frantic muttering, growling, screeching like a banshee, and whispering slowly in a smooth, alluring tone.

Pet peeves: Everything. Basically.

Fondest memory: Her former life in the lap of luxury as heir to the throne.

Hobbies: Manipulating people and plotting how to break out of prison. You know. Standard stuff.

Special skills: Magic, for one; manipulation, seduction… She sort of has a lunatic/genius thing going on.

Insecurities: Doesn’t have time for insecurities. (Also, thinks she’s the greatest, ever, so even if she did have time, she wouldn’t have any.)

Quirks/Eccentricities: I think it’s pretty obvious at this point, but to reiterate: the woman has freaking lost her mind. She is a raving lunatic. 

Temperament: Crazy. And evil. Obviously.

Negative traits: …Everything. She’s got serious anger issues, she tries to kill people all the time, she wants to topple society and rule her own little twisted version of the world. Prospect = not good.

Things that upset her: Setbacks, not affecting people the way she wants, not getting what she wants, and people who question/don’t respect her ‘authority.’

Things that embarrass her: Failure and disgrace. [“Honorrrrrr!” *dies*]

This character is highly opinionated about: Herself. And everyone else. And, yeah.

Any phobias: Pure magic.

Things that make her happy: Successful plans, power, and knowing that she has deprived someone of something they’ve deprived her of – she enjoys ‘restoring the balance’, as it were.

Family: The royal family of Eildur. Used to be good and noble rulers (and still are), but have become shells of their former selves since the death of their [SPOIIIIIILER] and the imprisonment of their raving mad daughter.

Deepest darkest secret: This woman is nothing but secrets.

Other people’s opinions of this character: They are afraid of her.

Philosophy of life: I do what I want and get what I want and I dispose of those who get in my way.

Physical health: Pretty bad. Aside from being stark, raving mad, she’s malnourished and weak. A rather inconvenient side effect of prison.

Dream vacation: Anywhere outside of prison… Probably going on a trip to oppress her subjects of Eildur – she would enjoy that.

Description of her house: The castle, down in the jail.

Description of her bedroom: Jail cell. Fleas, rats, straw, stone, rot, and some bars on the window. You get the idea. It’s also an enchanted jail cell – there’s no way out besides death. Once that door is closed, it’s closed forever.

Pets? Yeah. [SPOILER.]

Best thing that has ever happened to this character: She was named heir.

Worst thing: Probably her discovery of magic. It corrupted her.

Three words to describe this character: Stark. Raving. Mad.

Antagonist Questions

Why is she facing off against the protagonist? Caerwyn put her in prison, and she’s the one keeping her there. Eila can hold a judge.

Any likable traits? She is very vulnerable, which isn’t exactly likable, but it shows that she’s human. Unfortunately, she tends to exploit her weakness by using it to inspire pity/sympathy.

Weaknesses: PRIDE.

Note: Eila wasn’t always this crazy and evil – it’s like she’s been possessed, honestly. As a teenager she discovered magic, but because she fueled her magic with pride, it turned to Poisoned Magic and completely corrupted her. She just lost herself to the magic.

On a random side note, I got a job! I work from home on the computer, which is awesome. 🙂 Also, for the first time in weeks I practiced my orchestra audition pieces to my satisfaction… And I still have six days until my audition. If I practice like this every day, I just might make it! I am momentarily not freaking out. Let’s hope it lasts. *deep breaths*

Of course, now that I’m not freaking out about that, I have to find something else to worry about… Namely college. I still have no idea where I’m going/what I’m doing, and since I am now a rising junior, that’s starting to stress me… My mom mentioned the other day that I should consider law – I never liked the idea, BUT I’ve had so many people tell me that I would be a great lawyer, so I won’t rule it out just yet. 😉

Oh – and could you guys please pray for my mom? She has a splitting headache and has been in bed, sick, all day. She’s feeling really crummy. 😦

Thanks!

~Hero

P.S. 

Yes.

Bonus ‘Hero-Is-Easily-Guilted’ Post

Okay, so I was glancing over today’s post, and it’s kind of boring and it doesn’t really instill the feeling of how awesome prom was, and it sounds really impersonal because I originally wrote it as an article… I just feel bad because I didn’t post on Sunday and so you guy have waited a whole week and I gave you… THIS.

So because I feel really guilty really easily (I’m not kidding – if I beat someone at a board game, I feel bad), I’m going to quickly go over what’s been going on in my life and try to give you something interesting to read. Sound good? Okay.

Yesterday we had our final religion class of the entire year… I didn’t even think I’d be emotional, but the class ended with me crying my eyes out. Granted, I’m a crier, but it’s just that… Augh. You know when you have a class that’s just the best class ever because the teacher is amazing and your classmates are hilarious and awesome, and you look forward to every Tuesday so you can talk to them all and learn a lot and have a great time? That was religion class. And now it’s over – and even though I’m going to request the same teacher for next year, the chances of me getting into another class with all of the same kids and having the same great experience like I did this year are really slim. And it’s just driving the point home: school is almost over, and even though I’m really looking forward to summer, tenth grade has been the best school year I’ve ever had. I made so many new friends, and had so many great experiences, and I learned so much… I’m going to be really sad to see it go. 😦

On a happier note, my dad FINALLY got a job! He retired from the military back in October, and he finally, FINALLY got a job last week! I’m really excited, because this means we’re probably going to buy a house in the Fun Neighborhood soon, and I might get a new cello, and a bunch of awesome things! 😀

I have auditions for this HUGE and Fancy Schmancy youth orchestra here in town at the end of May and I am FREAKING OUT. I’m practicing like a madwoman every day… I absolutely HAVE to nail this audition, or I don’t know what I’ll do. Along the same line, I have my end-of-year concert for my current orchestra on Friday, but I’m not worried – our pieces are easy.

I’ve been feeling sad about my lack of writing recently, and have vowed to get back into the swing of things and get back to my novel. It’s been ages since I’ve sat down and worked on it, and I miss it, honestly. How can I call myself a writer if I don’t ever write? I mean, honestly. Lately I’ve been identifying myself more as a cellist than a writer, which is really sad, because as much as I love my cello and as much as it means to me, I am a writer! It’s my dream, it’s who I am. It’s what I’ve always wanted to be and it’s what I always will be, even if I have my off-months.

I also haven’t worked on my Driver’s Ed at all recently. *shifty eyes* Oops. But I just haven’t had TIME! You guys have to understand how ridiculously busy I’ve been! Stop judging me! *hides from all the judging*

I’m trying to find a picture of my prom dress for you guys, but they all have my face in them (surprise, surprise) and chopping my head off of a photo of myself in prom getup is mildly disconcerting to me.

Let’s see… What else… Ooh. I did my hair like Taylor Swift’s today. 😛

I look like this:

Except I actually look like this:

My hair has gotten long enough to the point that it’s heavy and weighs down the curls… As a result, they’re not really all that bouncy by 9:30 at night. I legitimately DID look like Taylor Swift this morning, though. (I mean, hair-wise. I’ll never be as pretty as Taylor Swift.) I think it’s funny that Julia and I both went the Taylor Swift route today, though, haha. (Great minds think alike, right?)

Oh, and excuse my horrifically short nails. *sigh* The string-musician’s curse.

Anyway. As I mentioned, it IS nine-thirty, so perhaps I should turn in… I’m exhausted thanks to staying up too late on the internet exchanging rapid fire PMs last night… *ahem*

Thanks for being awesome. Don’t forget that today is the anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts… If you’re like me and pretend once in a while that Harry Potter is real and that all that stuff actually happened, today is a good day to do it.

I hope you’re all having a lovely week and that this makes up for my incredibly lame former post. I’ll talk to y’all again on Sunday. 🙂

Hero

P.S. I really hope this posts… My computer just decided apropos of nothing to have an aneurysm… WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU, MY BELOVED LAPTOP? WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS? *falls to knees* WHYYYY? (Or as Landon likes to say: PORQUE???)