Life As It Is
Listening: Universe - Sarah Slean
Once, I took the universe to dinner
When she failed to yield to earth's demands
"Oh," she said, "you mean that little ant farm?
I'm alright, dear, I've got other plans."
...
And when she talks, she fills the room with sunlight
She can name her babies, every one
I've returned to the place of my beginning
I can see her turning off the sun.
Okay, if you don't have this song yet, go find it right now. ...Right now. Because Sarah Slean is everything that makes rainbows go off in my head, and this song... it um. I don't know. But whatever happens to me when I hear it, I want to feel like it always. It's like, crack in song form, only much safer and awesomer.
The school year has ended, and I have plunged into my vacation time with all the gleeful abandon of a two-year-old at a water park. No one likes the summer hours more than me. I haven't set up for my extra hours at Hell-Mart yet (that'll be happening sometime this week) so for the nonce I'm left with most of my days free. Here's a basic rundown of how my average day goes.
Between 10 AM and 1 PM: Wake up. (Yes, I am lazy.)
Prior to 2 PM: Work on my novel.
2 PM: Shower.
2:30 PM: Work on novel more.
~3:00 PM: Go out with Matt, Cole, Steve, and usually Matty P.
~12:45 AM: Return home.
1 AM: Work on novel.
3-4 AM: Crash and sleep until morning.
I am truly the laziest thing there ever, ever was. That's cool though, because I can get away with these kinds of activities for the time being, and I intend to enjoy them to the fullest while I can. On that note, due to the obvious influx of free time, my book is nearing completion. It obviously needs some serious editing and even complete rewriting in some parts, but for the most part, I feel really pleased with it. Stay tuned for updates!
When I deviate from the above schedule, I find myself occasionally going to the mall with Jam, which leads to misadventures in search of belts, and drawing competitions in Fog City. Oh, the memories. Jammy's sick right now, poor muffin. I will have to send him soup made with love.
Marks came out! I did... pretty much as I expected. Well overall, with the exception of Linguistics (again; I've learned my lesson), and I completely owned my English course with an A. English Honor's program, here I come. I hope everyone did well on their exams as well!
Oh lord it is 2:15 and I still want to get some writing done before I turn in for the night. I'd have made this post longer but... well it's 2:15.
Go to sleep!
I has an eggs. They will hatch in June.
Get your own at Unholy Laboratories!
Get your own at Unholy Laboratories!
Get your own at Unholy Laboratories!
Get your own at Unholy Laboratories!
Get your own at Unholy Laboratories!
Get your own at Unholy Laboratories!
Icarus is off to write about a monestary. Oh, monestaries.
Once, I took the universe to dinner
When she failed to yield to earth's demands
"Oh," she said, "you mean that little ant farm?
I'm alright, dear, I've got other plans."
...
And when she talks, she fills the room with sunlight
She can name her babies, every one
I've returned to the place of my beginning
I can see her turning off the sun.
Okay, if you don't have this song yet, go find it right now. ...Right now. Because Sarah Slean is everything that makes rainbows go off in my head, and this song... it um. I don't know. But whatever happens to me when I hear it, I want to feel like it always. It's like, crack in song form, only much safer and awesomer.
The school year has ended, and I have plunged into my vacation time with all the gleeful abandon of a two-year-old at a water park. No one likes the summer hours more than me. I haven't set up for my extra hours at Hell-Mart yet (that'll be happening sometime this week) so for the nonce I'm left with most of my days free. Here's a basic rundown of how my average day goes.
Between 10 AM and 1 PM: Wake up. (Yes, I am lazy.)
Prior to 2 PM: Work on my novel.
2 PM: Shower.
2:30 PM: Work on novel more.
~3:00 PM: Go out with Matt, Cole, Steve, and usually Matty P.
~12:45 AM: Return home.
1 AM: Work on novel.
3-4 AM: Crash and sleep until morning.
I am truly the laziest thing there ever, ever was. That's cool though, because I can get away with these kinds of activities for the time being, and I intend to enjoy them to the fullest while I can. On that note, due to the obvious influx of free time, my book is nearing completion. It obviously needs some serious editing and even complete rewriting in some parts, but for the most part, I feel really pleased with it. Stay tuned for updates!
When I deviate from the above schedule, I find myself occasionally going to the mall with Jam, which leads to misadventures in search of belts, and drawing competitions in Fog City. Oh, the memories. Jammy's sick right now, poor muffin. I will have to send him soup made with love.
Marks came out! I did... pretty much as I expected. Well overall, with the exception of Linguistics (again; I've learned my lesson), and I completely owned my English course with an A. English Honor's program, here I come. I hope everyone did well on their exams as well!
Oh lord it is 2:15 and I still want to get some writing done before I turn in for the night. I'd have made this post longer but... well it's 2:15.
Go to sleep!
I has an eggs. They will hatch in June.
Get your own at Unholy Laboratories!
Get your own at Unholy Laboratories!
Get your own at Unholy Laboratories!
Get your own at Unholy Laboratories!
Get your own at Unholy Laboratories!
Get your own at Unholy Laboratories!
Icarus is off to write about a monestary. Oh, monestaries.
2 Comments:
What is with that egg? Kinda gross.. lol.
Yay! I'm a deviation! Wooooot.
Also, call me.
Also, bye.
Also, time to update the blog, slackerhead!
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