Worried About College

Even though I'm only a sophomore, I think worry a lot about college. It's a bit unhealthy. But I've got so much to consider: whether it's trans-friendly, what the people are like, how much the tuition is, how far away it is, how flexible they are, whether or not I want to go to a community college and transfer my credits to a better school...

But of course, the big question is what I want to major in. For quite a while now, I've considered majoring in Philosophy. I like to ask the big question about the world, and could totally write a book about whether or not this world actually exists. But how would I make a career with that?

I could always double major in Philosophy and something else, like writing, music, sociology... But that still leaves me in a rut. What exactly would that other major be?

I know that it's possible to change your major when you get to college. But I don't want to keep changing my major every five days. Maybe I'll just take a gap year to figure everything out.

So stuff happened (warning this post is random)

So this school year has started off well. People are calling me by my correct pronouns (ze, hir, hirs), I got teachers to use my preferred name (Adrian), and the gender-neutral bathroom has been installed (though it's still locked for some reason). My classes are fun, the freshmen are adorable, and I just feel so relaxed.

My friends and I are kind of like the four musketeers. So when pottermore came a long, we started thinking about what houses we would end up in. I ended up in Ravenclaw, my friend Halea ended up in Gryffindor, Alli added a Slytherin to our quartet, and we were all relying on Kelsey (the one that actually goes to school with me) to get into Hufflepuff. And she did. Now I'm just wondering what ninja turtle is the favourite of everyone...

On the topic of clubs, this year I'm mainly focusing on two:
QSA has been amazing. Not as many new people as last year, but there are still a good enough amount to even out the hole the seniors of last year made, and more.
NaNoWriMo club is starting next Wednesday, and I am PUMPED. I've started thinking about what I want my story to be about, and I'm probably even going to make an outline! Ahaha, I am so bad at those. I'm hoping actually joining that club will make me keep writing, because I remember last year I ended up quitting. But this year I'm not giving up!

 On top of the clubs and homework, I have theater. Currently we're doing As You Like It, and I am a soldier for Duchess Fredrica (not enough guys in theater) and Alli is a subject of Duchess Senior. Kelsey is co-head of costumes, and since I'm friends with the other co-head, I'm one of the first of the cast to hear about costumes. Pretty exciting. So there's an update to my life. I guess I should do homework now. And expect me to update this more frequently maybe?

Geez, guys. You almost let me forget you.

I haven't been on blogger in a long, long time. I want to start blogging again, but I've kinda been cheating on you with livejournal and I don't know which one I like better! Seeing how I already have some followers on this one though, I think I'm going to delete my livejournal. Argh. There are so many websites nowadays. I currently have accounts on facebook, twitter, livejournal, tumblr, deviantart, Gaia, TinierMe, and for a second I was thinking about getting an account on wordpress. I guess I'm just spreading myself a little too thin.

So I'm going to focus on youtube, blogger, deviantart, and facebook right now. Hopefully I'll make you guys some friends (as in, get more followers). Also, I'm writing a song! Yaaay. Now if only I could play an instrument.

I squished.

Yippity do da, it's Valentines day! That time when you write your lover cheesy poetry, dress all in red, and sing Disney songs.

Yes, my school does all of this.

And, being the cliche ze that I am, I told the person I like that I like them today. And yes, it was awkward as heck. I even pulled the "wait-till-they're-about-to-leave-then-tell-them" card, but I still felt awkward as crap, and now I don't even know if they took me seriously.

This is why I hate it when I can't read someone. Normally I'm fantastic at being able to tell what someone's feeling, but with hir, ze doesn't even give me any nervous twitches or blushes to go off of. Normally ze just looks happy all the time; only one time did I suspect that ze was a bit depressed, but ze could have just been tired.

I think I just want to lock myself, hir, and a psychologist or whatever and have the doctor person make hir show hir ACTUAL EMOTIONS. Cause masks make me twitch.

Well, I've had enough ranting for today. Night ya'll. I'm getting some sleep.
Maybe tomorrow I'll make sure ze knows I was actually serious...

Thumpity thump thump.

Valentines day is tomorrow; I know that because my heart won't stop going thumpity thump thump. See, I have this condition where around this time of year my organs start metamorphosing into about twenty thousand butterflies. Each time it's a different species of butterfly, and this year it was the Plaided Canadian. This species will remain dormant for most of the day, until they are in close proximity to a plaid-wearing Canadian, when they will flap their little wings as fast as they possibly can.

It makes me look like this:

Yeah, not really a picture of beauty there.

And I just happen to know a plaid-wearing Canadian this year too! Who just loves to stand in close proximity to me. And pretend to flirt with me. But thankfully, ze doesn't like to hug people much.

But I'm starting to like hir hugs.

And I wanted to tell this person that I like them before Valentines day, but due to nerves and an unfortunate display of events, I'm going to have to go with the cliche route of telling hir how I feel on that day.

So I will be going into school tomorrow, armed with a bag of Halls and my best friends poking at me saying "you can do it!" and then when I get up to hir my support will leave and I'll be a crumpled mess of nerves on the ground.

Sometimes I just want trade my heart with someone else's. Just once.
I really hate Valentines Day.

New Zodiac Signs, and 100 Theme Challenge

EDIT: Apparently the "new zodiac signs" don't effect anyone at all. Astronomers just suck.

Oh my gosh, new zodiac signs? What is this madness!
But seriously folks, this is for real. Because of movements of planets and stars in space, all the zodiac signs (like Aquarius and Gemini) are attached to different dates now, and there's even a third one. I'm not gonna go all in depth about it, but if you wanna read about it, Google it. I guess I'm Capricorn now, but I still wanna call myself Aquarius, just because that's who I feel I am.

100 Themed Challenge!
I have to say this is one of the best art challenges ever, at the same level as NaNoWriMo. The reason it's on the same level is because it's an art challenge, for literature, drawing, painting, poetry, whatever floats your boat. It has no time limit, and it's just 100 prompts that your brain will nag you to finish. That's it. No rules, no nothing, just do art. I love it.
Here are the prompts if you want to see them. I might post my finished thingies to my website.

001. Introduction
002. Love
003. Light
004. Dark
005. Seeking Solace
006. Break Away
007. Heaven
008. Innocence
009. Drive
010. Breathe Again
011. Memory
012. Insanity
013. Misfortune
014. Smile
015. Silence
016. Questioning
017. Blood
018. Rainbow
019. Gray
020. Fortitude
021. Vacation
022. Mother Nature
023. Cat
024. No Time
025. Trouble Lurking
026. Tears
027. Foreign
028. Sorrow
029. Happiness
030. Under the Rain
031. Flowers
032. Night
033. Expectations
034. Stars
035. Hold My Hand
036. Precious Treasure
037. Eyes
038. Abandoned
039. Dreams
040. Rated
041. Teamwork
042. Standing Still
043. Dying
044. Two Roads
045. Illusion
046. Family
047. Creation
048. Childhood
049. Stripes
050. Breaking the Rules
051. Sport
052. Deep in Thought
053. Keeping a Secret
054. Tower
055. Waiting
056. Danger Ahead
057. Sacrifice
058. Kick in the Head
059. No Way Out
060. Rejection
061. Fairy Tale
062. Magic
063. Do Not Disturb
064. Multitasking
065. Horror
066. Traps
067. Playing the Melody
068. Hero
069. Annoyance
070. 67%
071. Obsession
072. Mischief Managed
073. I Can't
074. Are You Challenging Me?
075. Mirror
076. Broken Pieces
077. Test
078. Drink
079. Starvation
080. Words
081. Pen and Paper
082. Can You Hear Me?
083. Heal
084. Out Cold
085. Spiral
086. Seeing Red
087. Food
088. Pain
089. Through the Fire
090. Triangle
091. Drowning
092. All That I Have
093. Give Up
094. Last Hope
095. Advertisement
096. In the Storm
097. Safety First
098. Puzzle
099. Solitude
100. Relaxation

Happy creativity! c:

Terrors of Tech Week.

Sorry guys for not posting recently. But there's been no time, because it's TECH WEEK. Yup. Tech week, when I don't get home till after 9PM every night, and have to rush to get homework done. It really, really sucks, though it can be sorta fun. Yesterday we got through a run of our show, and the Skid Row Chorus, including me, got to learn what we're doing for the pre-show.

Today is our last rehearsal! AHHHHHH we're doomed. Well, hopefully it goes well. Actually, if we all did our practicing at home, it would be splendid. But there are still people who say "I just don't have TIME to go over my notes" even though I'm sure they have some time between classes to sing as their walking or something.

On another note, I'm considering when I should tell the person I like that I like them... I mean, I want to just tell them now, but I also want to get closer to them first as a friend.

Days that start out good but end up bad.

Okay, so remember how in my last post I said my teacher was going to yell at me for not finishing my homework? Well this caused me to freak out last night, and be really worried in the morning. Barely got any sleep cause of this. But then, the world decided to like me. My teacher put off the due date till the end of the week. HUZZAHHHHHH. I nearly cried from happiness.

That day went on pretty freaking well, for the most part.

Rehearsal....it could've gone better, but it was pretty interesting.

Then I get home, and my mom's throwing a semi-drunken temper tantrum. Ugh. Why did life decide to go from being happy and sparkly to dead and gross. And I had to read a few chapters of The Catcher In The Rye, but I could only get through a few pages because of my mom interrupting my focus.

This night was made ten times better by my friend Erin though. When her and I shared Harry Potter parody songs, it made my night. Or day. Or week. Pick between the two, but those songs were hilarious.

((As a side note that I just thought I'd share with you, my dad is watching South Park right now. Many times before I liked the show did he ask me to watch it with him. This is why my dad is awesome.))

Check out the fabulous ERIN's blog here~: http://rebelliousteenagejetplanes-inc.blogspot.com/

Mold spores are not fun.

It's true. Try not to ever end up with a moldy-smelling blanket as your cuddle buddy in a small, partially enclosed area. It stinks, makes you dizzy, and will give you a cold.

Ugh.

Hopefully this cold-like-thing will go away by tomorrow, cause I didn't finish my movie review and I want to be fully alert when my teacher yells at me.

Sorry for the crappy post, just wanted to write something before going to bed. Nigh y'allsies. <3

Waging war with notes and words, BRB

Well, how hard could it be to write a song?
Very hard, I'll tell you that.

Yeah, I'm writing a song. Why would I decide to write a song? Because I'm obsessed with the band ALL CAPS and watch too many of their videos. And recently I've noticed, they can write a song about ANYTHING, and tend to do so in a very short amount of time. Henceforth, I've been trying to write a song. (This would be so much easier if I had a friend that owned autotune software, or just friends that would be willing to be a part of a band I've been planning called Zombie Kittens. Sigh.)

My song idea so far? It's from the POV of someone who's trying to write a song. Yeah, it sounds stupid. But it'll give me an excuse to fail at writing this song! :D

And if you were wondering, yes I was doing NaNoWriMo. And yes, I stopped. Maybe next summer I might try to write a novel. It'd give me more time.... huh. I'll do that. If I don't, yell at me until I do.