Well Hello, Hello...

Its been far too long since I posted here. November was insanely draining, on both my muse and my sanity, and I'm still revering, so don't expect much. I can say, though, that I successdully completed NaNoWriMo, and my novel So Far Down can be found, in part, on my other blog, Write or Implode, right here on Blogger. I'll be a nice person and link you. www.writeorimplode.blogspot.com
Have I told you people how much I hate working, of any kind? Well, thats not true. I hate working where I do now, but that may just be because it's not fulfilling, at all. I love writing, though I don't do it nearly enough for my sanity. I hate chores. I hate washing dishes, which is probably why I only eat fast/junk food, or none at all. I really don't mind mopping and cleaning bathrooms and stuff, as long as it's not too nasty. I have two younger brother's and I'm dreading the day when we shall be forced to share the same bathroom again.
Like, really, I can't understand it. They have veritable HOSES through which to get their juice from Point A to Pool B; it SHOULD NOT be that hard. How can someone's aim be that bad!!! It's insane!
But I digress.
Johnny Depp is hot. And so is this guy.

And he has FRECKLES!!!!! It's the cutest thing. Even if he IS eighteen years my senior, I would so date him.

You know.....after I acquire a love for washing dishes and stuff.
Common, PLEASE come to The Bahamas!? I'll cook for you. I'll even make it taste good!
I posted a video on Youtube a few days ago. I don't usually get many views, or comments, but I like putting them up.

Now, I've wasted enough of your time here, really. I haven't even said anything worthwhile, besides pointing out the inherent, and obvious, hotness of the above pictured celebrity.  Plus, my eyes are starting to hurt.
So, until next time,
Toodles!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yeah. That about sums in up.

SO I haven't written here in a while because I've been busy with NaNoWriMo, working and not working and trying to find a job, plus trying to figure out just what the hell I'm goign to do with the rest of my life. November has been the weirdest month I have ever experienced.

My best friend came back down from Florida, spent a month here that was a tizzy for everyone, went back to prepare for school and broke up with her boyfriend of three years. I was kind of caught in the middle, giving her the strength to not be 'guilted' into staying with him, and the VERY NEXT DAY trying to sort him out and get him to see that it's for the best. Even though this might blow up on us all.

Not to mention the non-drama-drama that has been going on in my life, or lack thereof.

I want to apply to Julliard.

Thing is, I can't read music. I've only had my keyboard for almost three months and I suck. Not a lot, but enough to not be accepted to such a prestigious school. I like to think I'm pretty good at playing by ear though.

There are ten more days in NaNoWriMo, and I only just hit 31k. WHY AM I NOT WRITING NOW???? I don't know. I think I may have broke my brain.You know, aside from the fact that that my characters have a mind of their own and just completely through me for a loop. Again.

Inn other news, I've noticed when I lay on my back, or rest my head on a headrest of something I get a headache out of this world. My sister says she has the same problem, but our mother says we're weird. Love that woman. But paired with my other weird aches and pains, I'm starting to get a tad bit worried.

OH! Did I tell you we have until December 31st to find somewhere else to live, my mother is hellbent on buying the house next door but can't find anyone to sign with her and come January 1st we might very well be homeless? No? Oh well, now you know.

If there are any millionaires out there who need a wife, really, I make a mean tuna casserole..........

YES!

Ok, can I just say that buying your own things is probably the most exhilirating experience that a girl is ever going to encounter, short of an orgasm.


But we're not here to talk about those. We're here to talk about me. And my EPIC new laptop.


I've had it for  about five hours, done a bit of exploring, and I've already decided that Windows 7 is the greatest invention known to man, save for the amazing portable systems that it can be used on.

Seriously, this thing is awesome. Everyone out there should go buy an Acer. The Acer Aspire 5334-2581 is simply amazing. It's cool and crisp and sophisticated which makes me feel kinda cool and crisp and sophisticated, which is a REALLY big deal for me.

All this typing and no typos. Hello! I've never experienced anything like this. My last laptop was a Dell, and let me tell you, that old thing pales in comparison. This screen is HUGE, even though it's only 15 inches, and CLEAR! LCD's are awesome, I've decided. No other type of screens should be used on laptops. Ever. And I love this keyboard. It's going to get so much use....So, so much.......

I'm tackling my first ever NaNoWriMo in two days, so on December first I'll declare my verdict. But for now, this baby moves like a dream, loads faster than a Jag on a highway, smoother than The Fonz in that shiny leather jacket.....everything a girl could ever want in a bit of technology.

Coupled with my EPIC Nokia 5800 XpressMusic, I am one happy camper right now. I will never ever buy another brand of laptop. If I have to update every week for the next ten years to keep this baby up, it will be worth it. I just can't see myself getting tired of this. Ever.

I should probably go to bed, since I have church in the morning, but I think I'll tinker around on this thing for a while longer. Best non-birthday present I've bought myself.........Definitely.

Oh ya...... I can do this!

Soooooo.............its been waaay too long since I sat down and wrote something. Anything. It's been like months since I sat down and strung two words together on paper (or screen). Well, except for my HP fanfic, but that development was only a few days ago.

Am I looking forward to this? Maybe. Yea, I think so.

I don't even really have a purpose set in mind for this post. This is just me rambling, and hoping something remotely sensible comes out.

Oh dear, sweet pancakes someone give me a shot of adrenaline, PLEASE! I've somehow managed to in the last few months turn into the human equivalent of a sloth: complete with wide glassy eyes and slow reactions. Add an extreme dose of apathy, and VOILA! You've got me.

I wrote on my Tumblr blog (http://www.tumblr.com/tumblelog/treyla21) that I'm not in college for a strange variety of reasons, including the fact that I don't want to go and there really isn't anything that is going to change my mind. For so long I'd just felt so much like I was stuffing myself into a box that I just can't fit in, that now I've just decided to flop. Whatever happens, happens.

WHICH IS NOT HELPING ME ONE BIT!

So I've decided, that I need to wake up. FAST.

How am I going to do that? NO IDEA!

You'd think going out and buying that electronic keyboard you've wanted since your elder sister had one and immersing yourself in music would be a good way, right? Only sorta, kinda. Playing the piano is HARD. Especially  when you haven't a clue what you're doing. Well, to leave that statement un-ammended would be lying. I think I'm pretty good with the piano, for someone who's only had it for a little of a month. I've been working on my scales (because for some reason it didn't occur to me to start with those at first), and I've learned the chords to six songs already (accuracy is, of course, something to work on), plus one original song I'm finally putting to music. The internet really is an amazing thing.

I plan to get back into writing in future as well. My, like, seven different original novels have been in the back of my mind, screaming at me to get my act together. I mean honestly, if I were pregnant and had just been kicked out of my dad's house, and living in a half-way house full of ex-drug addicts and recovering alcoholics, I'd want someone to hurry the hell up with my story, too. Thing is, for most of my stories I haven't a clue how to get what I've got set up in my head out onto paper. But I guess the saying "You never know until you try" comes into play here.

Other than that, and of course, job-hunting (I work with my dad and its driving me insane), my life is pretty much uneventful. I used to know what I was getting up for in the morning. Now, I'm not so sure. The highlights of my life are Glee and House M.D. episodes, and that only accounts for Monday and Tuesday nights.

When did I become so boring? I used to be the insane one in my group of friends. The one for whom a Cadbury's chocolate bar equated a whole pound of cocaine. What the hell happened to me? Did I die and not know it? Is some creepy kid going to make me remember the gruesome, bloody way in which I went?

I hope so........It'd add a bit of zest to this salad.

I can't even buy a good book because the time I'm done being a 'responsible adult' I haven't any cash left!

For all you young'uns out there, DON'T GROW UP!!! You think high school is hard? You don't want to experience the real world.

I think I'm done ranting for the day. Hopefully tomorrow I go back to work (I had a week off. Week ends on Tuesday), and if not, then...........who knows. I don't. 'Going with the flow' only works if there is actual flowing, you know?

This is not a happy monkey.