Ah... I have the worst accute migraine in my forehead, but I just feel like giggling... perhaps it's time to consider actually going to sleep.
Ah! Jackson Five! ABC, it's easy as 1, 2, 3, easy as Do, Re, Mi.... Stephanie Lovett and i used to sing this at lunch... sophomore year? Yeah, I think that was the year we sang during lunch. Our best was our deut of "Elephant Love Medley." Yes, that would be the five minute long massive duet of Ewan Mcgregor and Nicole Kidman in Moulin Rouge! And yes, we would belt it. And yes, I was Ewan mcGregor. And yes, we had all the timing right, so we could run an Ipod along, and we'd only be like a second or two off, we were that good. (And yes, we would do the ..silence...silence... BONG... it was the best part.) AND YES, we would do the Moon-man part at the end, even though we never figured out exactly what he was saying. We'd just make up nonsense-French words. Because we assumed he was speaking French. If not, whatever, man. We invented what we wanted, and we were cool.
We could be herooooooooes!
Wait, what? It's snowing? No way...
TOTALLY! Camie just came in, told me it was snowing, and we all booked it out of the apartment! IT'S SNOWING IN REXBURG!!! (or, at least in the Kerr Hall courtyard) DUDE. So, super awesome. More than awesome, this is fantasmalistic. Yeah, I just made up a word. Actually, I think that's a bit too big for a word, I'm thinking tha tit should be classified as a phrase.
Anyways. SNOW ROCKS! Oh my freaking gosh, it's so amazing! It's so cool. (And, yes, it's cold, but that was sort of obvious, wasn't it?) It's all super light and soft and it just sort of floats down all slow and swirly... it's just AWeSOME.
I don't know why that first e didn't get capitalized.
Whatever.
So, I started a new book that I'm LOVING. "The Thirteenth Tale" by Diane Setterfield, and yes, for once, it's not a young-adult fiction, it's a regular old novel. A #1 NEW YOR TIMES BESTSELLER. I just so happen to enjoy it a lot, and it's ben sparking flashes of ideas for stories of my own, which is fun, because they're aspects of things that I haven't done yet, but I think I could do well.
For instance, a period-piece. I've actually done quite a few of these, most residing in the 1800's. But part of this particular book that I'm reading is set in like 1890- 1910ish, which itself is a pretty cool time, but it's residing in the countryside in Northern England, which makes my heart just MELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLT. I don't know why I didn't think of it before. The 1920's in rural England? AH, it would be so freaking awesome.
But I've been inventing a character unlike anything I've done before... usually I take main characters and they end up being empashized traits of myself... most that I've done have come out quiet, meek, righteous, good, down-to-earth sort of thing. Nice people, you know? Kick back. But this one, it's exciting, she's all super self-empowered and gets what she wants, is willful and independant, and in a sense, almost has a sense of craziness. Eccentricness, that's it. She's kick-A, as Spencer would put it.
(Actually, they were calling different Genereal Authorites B.A.'s while we were watching conference. Like, "Elder Uchdorf? That's a freaking awesome name. He's such a B.A." And I think Neal A Maxwell got one as well. And then the random guys that had fun accents, or any accents at all, they were immediate B.A.'s. It made us all laugh in a somewhat dissaproving way, because it's like, hey! That's a compliment! Elder-so-and-so freaking rocks- he's a B.A. But then it's like, "genereal authorites, and BA's?" Sort of an oxymoron. Hey, at least we're relating, right?
Right.
Raisins say: True friends don't care what's in your piggy bank.
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