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So I've got a song stuck in my head. It's catchy, up-beat, I suppose. It definately is unbudgable once it decides to make a little nest in your cranium.
Oh, and if you hadn't noticed, I am just going to pretend like I didn't abandon my journal for more than a month ^^
Anyhow, not much has changed anyways. Except that now I'm in high school and I've got the fun and happiness and s**t that comes with it ^^ I'm also very busy now, and since I don't have any close friends, my grades have skyrocketed.
I feel guilty because my parents are gushing over my excellent progress reports and whatnot oozing praises like "you're working so hard this year! I knew you would come around", but the truth is I'm not working at all. I guess good grades come naturally to me when I'm such a loser that I don't have friends.
Also I'm getting back to the typewriter. Don't get ahead of yourself (Julie), because I'm not exactly working on IWTBM. In fact, I believe that story is on a very temporary HIATUS.
In the mean time I wanted to make a storyline that could give me something to work with in the way of prequals and sequals. Long story short, I'm lookin' to make a series.
I was thinking about something along the lines of time travel and whatnot, and so far I've got a main character. Her name is Lithia Fisher, reffered to as "Fish" by this enigmatic boy she met in her new high school while she's on the run from the people who used to be her friends and family before some crap happened and they all turned on her. I'll get into specifics when I've got the time.
Anyhow, I'm not even sure if it'll have time travel in it. If it does, I want Lithia to be from the 1800's or the 1700's.
The alternative was to make it involving some elemental clans, hers naturally being wind. I like wind, because it sounds cool when you make it into "wind shifters", and "shifters" were what I was thinking about calling all the paranormal persona.
So lately I've been in the mood for ravioli, but it's suddenly impossible to get my hands on it. But my family wants to go to a baseball game tomorrow, so I'll get a few hours here by myself to hunt some down.
All while listening to Yellowcard, the band that has inspired a new addiction of mine. What is that addiction, you ask? Why, it's Yellowcard! ^^
I've been listening to them a whole freaking lot these past few weeks. And they take up a lot of my playlist.
Well I'm tired because today wasn't that great of a school day and I kinda wanna get back to reading this book, so I'm gonna wrap this up. Thanks for reading

-Over and Out

...okay, I lied. I'm making it longer because I've still got stuff to say and it looks pretty puny for my first journal entry in more than a month.
To start, "Wine Red" by the Hush Sound just came on. I haven't heard this song in forever, or at least it feels like it. I've found that I like going to my school's football games. It's not really that I like football itself, but something about the atmosphere at a high school football game when it's dark out and the players are running around and the lights are shining on the field just gets to me. Especially nowadays when it's FINALLY getting somewhat chilly outside at night.
Right, so aside from my chronic ADHD, I've been thinking a lot about how religion and science fit together and I think a lot about the people at my school, because sometimes they're laughing with their friedns and joking about the stupid ones in our class, but they don't look happy at all. They just seem like they're doing it because everybody does it.
And I've been reading "Leave Myself Behind", which Nai graciously lent to me. I'm almost done, and I love it a lot. It's a really great book, and I think about telling my english teacher about it so she can assign us books that are less disturbing and much more heartwarming than the ones she usually picks.
Oh yeah. My English teacher. I suddenly have mixed feelings about this woman, this woman that I used to decidedly dislike. Because she seems nice enough, as long as you're not breaking one of her insanely strict and unreasonable rules. She's like a grandma. Which reminds me of that weird teacher I had in fifth grade who made me memorize all the bones in the human body. She was incredibly strict, but I liked her because we talked like friends outside of the classroom. And she was the one that taught me the difference between a hurricane and a tornado.
...Okay, now I'm wrapping it up. See ya later.

-Over and Out... again.