Recent Post.
Yesterday I posted Picking Up The Pieces, a oneshot I wrote and posted in this livejournal quite a long time ago.
It got a better response than I thought it would (I considered it a bit corny and not one of my best pieces - just something I wrote and wanted to post for the hell of it), so that was relatively exciting.
I just found out that the $5,000 scholarship toward my tuition at Curry can be renewed every year, meaning I'm now receiving $20,000 over the course of four years *is dizzy*.
Maroon 5 is coming to Boston on April 2nd, and I think my father has recently decided that he likes me or something (no, that's a joke...he's always liked me, hah) because he has decided to purchase my ticket to see Maroon 5 (although it's only $35) and drive Andy and I into Boston for the show (Mom doesn't want me taking the train alone, well -with one other person - I don't think she realizes that in 7 or 8 months I'll be living only 7 miles outside downtown Boston and will often be taking trains and subways...).
In any case, I've only got about another page left of the next chapter of She Will Be Loved and I'm completely stuck and lacking motivation. I'm so sorry guys, I'm really trying here.
Side note - I couldn't be happier to be graduating this year. Yesterday I had my final encounted ever with my awful guidance counselor and I'm ecstatic. Over the years she has been nothing but negative and condescending to me - aren't guidance counselors supposed to be supportive and positive? My junior year she strongly advised me to rethink applying to four-year colleges, private four year colleges in particular, because it would be a "waste"...Too bad I've been accepted to a private four-year college with a Merit-based scholarship to boot. I hate that woman.
And yesterday she compared me to several of my other classmates and basically talked down to me for being 59th in a class of 281. True, it's not the highest rank, but I am in the top 22% or so of the class. I hate that woman, and I never have to see her again.
...Except, of course, when she comes into my work [the library] and checks out about 10 trashy romance novels at a time - then I just laugh at her.
Working a long day tomorrow, so it's off to bed with me.
G'night, everyone.
It got a better response than I thought it would (I considered it a bit corny and not one of my best pieces - just something I wrote and wanted to post for the hell of it), so that was relatively exciting.
I just found out that the $5,000 scholarship toward my tuition at Curry can be renewed every year, meaning I'm now receiving $20,000 over the course of four years *is dizzy*.
Maroon 5 is coming to Boston on April 2nd, and I think my father has recently decided that he likes me or something (no, that's a joke...he's always liked me, hah) because he has decided to purchase my ticket to see Maroon 5 (although it's only $35) and drive Andy and I into Boston for the show (Mom doesn't want me taking the train alone, well -with one other person - I don't think she realizes that in 7 or 8 months I'll be living only 7 miles outside downtown Boston and will often be taking trains and subways...).
In any case, I've only got about another page left of the next chapter of She Will Be Loved and I'm completely stuck and lacking motivation. I'm so sorry guys, I'm really trying here.
Side note - I couldn't be happier to be graduating this year. Yesterday I had my final encounted ever with my awful guidance counselor and I'm ecstatic. Over the years she has been nothing but negative and condescending to me - aren't guidance counselors supposed to be supportive and positive? My junior year she strongly advised me to rethink applying to four-year colleges, private four year colleges in particular, because it would be a "waste"...Too bad I've been accepted to a private four-year college with a Merit-based scholarship to boot. I hate that woman.
And yesterday she compared me to several of my other classmates and basically talked down to me for being 59th in a class of 281. True, it's not the highest rank, but I am in the top 22% or so of the class. I hate that woman, and I never have to see her again.
...Except, of course, when she comes into my work [the library] and checks out about 10 trashy romance novels at a time - then I just laugh at her.
Working a long day tomorrow, so it's off to bed with me.
G'night, everyone.