So... I had this idea yesterday that I would make this blog post about random things that not many people know about me. None of them are super embarrassing. They might have been at one time, but I have since come to accept them as a part of who I am. I don't know why I'm doing this, I just felt like it would be an interesting idea. So... Here we go!
1. I am socially awkward and really quiet, unless I know you really well.
This makes me kind of scared. I was always a very quiet and shy child, but I am not as bad as I once was. Things like Drama and Choir have helped me to some extent. It scares me because I am striving to become someone that is well known and that you would recognize on the street. I just don't know how I will deal with meeting people, since I am really terrible at making conversation. I also am a very good listener, and listen even when I shouldn't so I have the tendency to randomly contribute bits to conversations that I am not a part of. Sometimes I don't even think about how wierd it must be for other people when I butt in. If I know you really well or have an interest in talking about something we have in common, I probably will be able to talk to you a little better. If I was sent on an errand or dread what our conversation might lead to, don't expect me to say much and don't expect me to be very loud. This is why I hate talking to school officials and such.
2. I don't know how to read time very well.
Seriously. I feel like such a dunce when it comes to this. It is like the fact that genius and retardation are so close to eachother on the smartness scale. I literally have come to dread reading time off of a normal clock. All of the clocks in my house are digital and I tend to buy watches that are digital. I never ask people what time it is, I just ask them how much time until whatever event I am concerned about. "How much time of lunch do we have left?" I use that one all the time. I just never got the hang of reading clocks when I was a child because we never went over it much when I was in school. I remember having maybe two lessons about it. So whenever I absolutely have to read a clock, I have to go through the mental process of "the big hand is the... minute hand because the word minute is longer than hour... It is in between these two numbers so this is the hour... The minute is this because... five, ten, fifteen, twenty... So the time all together is this!" When I used to wear a normal watch, people would ask me what time it was and I would just show them my wrist because otherwise it would take me at least 45 seconds, if not longer to figure it out and tell them. Okay, that was a little embarassing.
3. I don't go to libraries but I read a crazy amount of books.
This started a couple years ago because I turned a book in to the library drop box on the day it was due. Then, nobody checked the drop box for a couple of days, so I got charged a late fee of like 50 cents. I was outraged because I had technically turned it in on time, they were just lazy. So, I stopped checking books out from libraries. I simply buy the books or ask for them for my birthday or christmas. If I know someone has a copy of the book, I will just borrow it from them. I refused to do the same thing again and be charged another late fee. Not to mention, I never know what book to look for in a library so half the time I check out a book and only get a few chapters into it before realizing it was rubbish or I had read it before and was just wasting my time. At our school we have to go to the library on our own time too, so I have to sacrifice my precious lunch time to go. We only have 30 minutes for lunch, so its not worth it.
4. I live in the corner of the living room in my house.
We have a really small house right now, and there is only one bedroom. My living area is a corner of the living room. I have my bed, which is exactly in the corner. Then I have a shelf with my books and various tube where I keep things that I don't use everyday. Then I have posters and memorobilia covering the two wall sections around me. This is where I keep basically every thing of mine except for clothing. Therefore, in my house there is no "Go to your room" because I lack a room. I'm actually kind of lucky though, because I will be used to living in a cramped space when I go to college, and the dorm I plan to be in is actually bigger than my current living space and the sleeping/personal space has a door that seperates you from the rest of the living area. Whoooo college!
5. I am the jack of all trades when it comes to crafts.
I have been a craft fanatic since I was a small child. I have always loved to paint and draw and color and make things. I started scrapbooking when I was about ten. I have been making things from clay since I was in kindergarten. I know how to make my own paper, not that I do, but I know how. I know some origami. I got into ducttape creating about a year ago, so I have quite a duct tape collection. I know how to sew something with or without a pattern and make it work. I can make my own jewelry, and have sold it on occasion. I modify my own t-shirts. I can screen print shirts and such. I watercolor paint cartoons and other artsy stuff. I made a paper mache piggy bank once, but someone fell on it and it caved in. I learn new stuff all the time, so there really is nothing I can't do.
6. I am and have always been (mostly) an A student.
It was never something that was forced or anything, it just happened. I started school making good grades and I held myself to a high standard of keeping those grades high. My parents never really punished me if I made a B or anything, I just felt like I had failed and tried to do better. I have never failed a class and I don't plan to. For me, a B feels like being mediocre and a C feels like failing. This might change when I go to college, but not much.
7. I am a speed reader.
I read books and things really fast. I can read a page in a minute that would take a normal person five minutes or more. I just can gather in the information really quickly. If the text is something that I really don't care about, the meaning seems to slip away rather quickly, or I might have to read it multiple times to fully absorb it. But, if its a novel that I am reading or an interesting story, I can read it and retain the information really fast.
Well, that is about all I can think of for right now. I might do this again later when I think of more things to say that are interesting. Oh, and I plan on making a video this weekend if I get the chance. Hopefully I get the chance.
K. Love ya. Bye.
Love,
Elizabeth W.
January 11, 2013
January 10, 2013
Strange Happenings
So... Today has been kind of strange so far, and will most likely continue to be strange.
In first period I had to ask my teacher to write a reccomendation letter for a scholarship application. I've never done that before. I didn't know if there was a proper way or if you just ask. But, I just asked and she said okay. I just said I needed it by sometime next week or so. I didn't want to be forceful or make her rush. I have to do the same in seventh period.
When I got into third period (the period I am currently in as I am typing this) I sat down at my computer and it felt different. The keyboard and the mouse are the same. The computer monitor and CPU seem to be the same ones. But it is almost as if it has been reset. The internet icon was missing from the desktop. The background was different. The internet history was cleared. There are no documents. It was perfectly normal yesterday, but today everything is wonky. Our tech ladies (AKA: "The Sisters") probably came in and did something to it. *Involuntary Shivering*
I will leave school early today. My mom is supposed to pick me up around 3 or so in order to take me to an optometrist appointment. I am going to get my eyes checked and then possibly go to get new glasses if there is time. I hope there is time. I want new glasses. I hope to get some similar to the ones I have already, but slightly different. I want what I call "David Tennant" or "Doctor Who" glasses. Basically, black framed glasses that are rectangular shaped. The pair that I have been using is very similar, but the frames are wire instead of plastic and they are slightly rounded. I just hope such glasses fit my face well.
I am super talkative again today. I really don't want to stop typing. I had Green Mountain brand caramel vanilla coffee today. It was so delicious. When you go to brew it in the Keurig machine, it smells like caramel corn.
Yesterday, I worked on my economics homework at school, then spent all of my time at home watching Les Miserables. I hadn't seem it before, so one of my friends is letting me borrow the DVD of like the 25th anniversary performance or whatever. Nick Jonas plays one of the main characters. It is like a three hour show, so I only watched an hour of it yesterday before deciding to stop and continue it later. I got to the intermission. But the story is soooooooooooooooooooo good and very sad. My friends don't really like the part being played by Nick Jonas because he does not act and sing the same as the other people on stage. He lacks the foreign accent and sings in more of a popstar voice than an operetic voice. I like it, even though it is different and takes a couple of minutes to get used to.
I realized yesterday that Nick Jonas is only three years older than me. When I was younger and a really big fan of the Jonas Brothers, I thought that they were all so much older than me. Kevin and Joe are, but Nick really isn't that far off. Technically if we were both normal people, we could meet at college, fall in love, and get married and it be appropriate. NOT that I have daydreams of that sort of thing. I just think about ages and stuff and how old is too old when you are looking at a future spouse. I think having a few years in between you is okay, but any more than 6 or 7 is a little out there.
Then again, I have never actually had a for-real boyfriend or gone on a for-real date. I have never been in for-real love and I was the one with guts who asked a guy to prom last year.
Single. Forever. I'm. Hopeless.
I still have no clue what I will do for prom this year. If no one asks me, which is a very likely thing, I'll probably tag along with my best friends. However, they both have boyfriends who have graduated, so they can either go without a date or have their boyfriends do a background check and bring them anyway. If the second option becomes a reality, I will totally be a third wheel... Well, a fifth one.
I can think of about three guys that I would go to prom with. Maybe five now that I think harder. None of them have girlfriends. However, I doubt any of them would consider asking me. SEE? THIS IS WHY I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN SO UNAFRAID, because guys are too dumb to consider me. They seem me as just a friend and okay being alone. Ugh.
I just hope things change when I go to college. There has to be someone that I look appealing to once I go to college. I have been told before by a guy that I looked pretty, but that when you spend all of your school years associating with someone, you don't seem to be attracted to them in that way.
GREAT. Now I've depressed myself.
I'll just wait anxiously for college and go to prom by myself and keep reminding myself that God has someone out there for me. Whatever.
Love,
Elizabeth W.
In first period I had to ask my teacher to write a reccomendation letter for a scholarship application. I've never done that before. I didn't know if there was a proper way or if you just ask. But, I just asked and she said okay. I just said I needed it by sometime next week or so. I didn't want to be forceful or make her rush. I have to do the same in seventh period.
When I got into third period (the period I am currently in as I am typing this) I sat down at my computer and it felt different. The keyboard and the mouse are the same. The computer monitor and CPU seem to be the same ones. But it is almost as if it has been reset. The internet icon was missing from the desktop. The background was different. The internet history was cleared. There are no documents. It was perfectly normal yesterday, but today everything is wonky. Our tech ladies (AKA: "The Sisters") probably came in and did something to it. *Involuntary Shivering*
I will leave school early today. My mom is supposed to pick me up around 3 or so in order to take me to an optometrist appointment. I am going to get my eyes checked and then possibly go to get new glasses if there is time. I hope there is time. I want new glasses. I hope to get some similar to the ones I have already, but slightly different. I want what I call "David Tennant" or "Doctor Who" glasses. Basically, black framed glasses that are rectangular shaped. The pair that I have been using is very similar, but the frames are wire instead of plastic and they are slightly rounded. I just hope such glasses fit my face well.
I am super talkative again today. I really don't want to stop typing. I had Green Mountain brand caramel vanilla coffee today. It was so delicious. When you go to brew it in the Keurig machine, it smells like caramel corn.
Yesterday, I worked on my economics homework at school, then spent all of my time at home watching Les Miserables. I hadn't seem it before, so one of my friends is letting me borrow the DVD of like the 25th anniversary performance or whatever. Nick Jonas plays one of the main characters. It is like a three hour show, so I only watched an hour of it yesterday before deciding to stop and continue it later. I got to the intermission. But the story is soooooooooooooooooooo good and very sad. My friends don't really like the part being played by Nick Jonas because he does not act and sing the same as the other people on stage. He lacks the foreign accent and sings in more of a popstar voice than an operetic voice. I like it, even though it is different and takes a couple of minutes to get used to.
I realized yesterday that Nick Jonas is only three years older than me. When I was younger and a really big fan of the Jonas Brothers, I thought that they were all so much older than me. Kevin and Joe are, but Nick really isn't that far off. Technically if we were both normal people, we could meet at college, fall in love, and get married and it be appropriate. NOT that I have daydreams of that sort of thing. I just think about ages and stuff and how old is too old when you are looking at a future spouse. I think having a few years in between you is okay, but any more than 6 or 7 is a little out there.
Then again, I have never actually had a for-real boyfriend or gone on a for-real date. I have never been in for-real love and I was the one with guts who asked a guy to prom last year.
Single. Forever. I'm. Hopeless.
I still have no clue what I will do for prom this year. If no one asks me, which is a very likely thing, I'll probably tag along with my best friends. However, they both have boyfriends who have graduated, so they can either go without a date or have their boyfriends do a background check and bring them anyway. If the second option becomes a reality, I will totally be a third wheel... Well, a fifth one.
I can think of about three guys that I would go to prom with. Maybe five now that I think harder. None of them have girlfriends. However, I doubt any of them would consider asking me. SEE? THIS IS WHY I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN SO UNAFRAID, because guys are too dumb to consider me. They seem me as just a friend and okay being alone. Ugh.
I just hope things change when I go to college. There has to be someone that I look appealing to once I go to college. I have been told before by a guy that I looked pretty, but that when you spend all of your school years associating with someone, you don't seem to be attracted to them in that way.
GREAT. Now I've depressed myself.
I'll just wait anxiously for college and go to prom by myself and keep reminding myself that God has someone out there for me. Whatever.
Love,
Elizabeth W.
January 9, 2013
Having a Good Day...
Today has been rather amazing so far.
First, I got to fix coffee this morning in our Keurig maker and then got to drink it all before I got to school. We had an awesome lesson in FCA, taught by the lovely Shelby, and I got to eat a donut that was still warm. I have only done fun work so far in my classes. I found out yesterday that the dual credit problem was merely a glitch. I don't have drama practice today, and I will get to do whatever I want when I get home. Economics isn't as hard and scary as I thought it would be, its just thinking through problems with a little bit of math thrown in, but we haven't gotten to the math yet. I e-mailed a group of nerdfighters and I am going to be part of the 365 nerds project. I worked a little more on the children's book that I am writing. I think today has just been a wonderful day and I hope it will continue to be one. Oh, and tomorrow I get to leave school early to get my eyes checked and get new glasses.
I know that was a lot to put in one paragraph, but I didn't feel like seperating it. I just feel really talkative due to the coffee that I had this morning. Coffee doesn't make me hyper, in fact, I'm still tired. It simply makes me want to talk a lot. Sometimes it gets me in trouble, but a lot of the time it is really fun.
I really am beginning to wonder what exactly my freaking-out fits are. Is it just overreaction? Is there a name for it? I mean, it doesn't stop me from functioning, since I can normally find a way to hide it, but I think it would be cool if I knew the name for it, since it would make it more official. I wonder if it is a hereditary thing, because my grandma on my dad's side does something very similar.
Yesterday I found the youtube channel of my best friend. It was kinda cool to watch the two videos her and her brother put up. They did something similar to the vlogbrothers, but didn't get very far with it. The thing about being a Nerdfighter is that sometimes I'm not sure if I really am. I mean, I enjoy the videos that John and Hank make, I just don't agree with a few of their beliefs. That doesn't stop me from watching and enjoying their videos though. I am a rather open-minded person, but I stand firm in my beliefs.
I was looking up stuff in another tab while I was typing this and I came across something called "Histrionic Personality Disorder". I looked at the treatment and symptoms and whatnot, and I feel like I really fit the bill. There are some things that are different, so if I have it, it is probably only a mild form. But is says that these people are often high-functioning. Oh, well. I need to stop being a hypocondriac.
Some of my friends are in this band called "The States Seem Smaller" and they got to go to a recording studio here recently. They are really excited about the people they get to work with and the fact that they are going to have their own EP. I never really get excited about this sort of thing, but I think it will probably be good, and I can't wait to get a copy of it. I could use some new music to listen to.
Okay, I just took a personality disorder quiz, and here are my results. The first number on each one is me and the second number is everyone else's average. Its strange because I look at the results and think about what they mean (I had to look some words up) and I realize that these things are rather true. I'm rather un-paranoid I guess. I trust people mostly. I am definately Schizotypal - I know that I am wierd. I'm not so sure about narcisistic. My brother is the more narcissistic one. I never thought of myself as being obsessive-compulsive, then I realized how much I change when I make a mistake or something that I don't like on a blog post. I ever did it in making the previous sentence. I almost worded it differently, but I misspelled something and changed the wording when I went back to fix it. And it does show me being rather histrionic. I always knew I was a bit crazy and I feel like this proves it.
Paranoid ---26% ---50%
Schizoid ---18% ---40%
Schizotypal ---74% ---56%
Antisocial ---46% ---46%
Borderline ---38% ---45%
Histrionic ---50% ---35%
Narcissistic ---70% ---40%
Avoidant ---46% ---48%
Dependent ---46% ---44%
Obsessive-Compulsive ---58% ---45%
I like taking strange little quizzes like that when I am bored, but I rarely believe the results. I want to take an IQ test someday, but I don't know which one to take or where and how to take it. My economic teacher offered to give one to the whole class once, but everyone was against it for some reason. I don't really care what it is, I just want to know.
Well, this was a very very strange post. I should probably shut up now. Talk to you all tomorrow or something.
Love,
Elizabeth W.
First, I got to fix coffee this morning in our Keurig maker and then got to drink it all before I got to school. We had an awesome lesson in FCA, taught by the lovely Shelby, and I got to eat a donut that was still warm. I have only done fun work so far in my classes. I found out yesterday that the dual credit problem was merely a glitch. I don't have drama practice today, and I will get to do whatever I want when I get home. Economics isn't as hard and scary as I thought it would be, its just thinking through problems with a little bit of math thrown in, but we haven't gotten to the math yet. I e-mailed a group of nerdfighters and I am going to be part of the 365 nerds project. I worked a little more on the children's book that I am writing. I think today has just been a wonderful day and I hope it will continue to be one. Oh, and tomorrow I get to leave school early to get my eyes checked and get new glasses.
I know that was a lot to put in one paragraph, but I didn't feel like seperating it. I just feel really talkative due to the coffee that I had this morning. Coffee doesn't make me hyper, in fact, I'm still tired. It simply makes me want to talk a lot. Sometimes it gets me in trouble, but a lot of the time it is really fun.
I really am beginning to wonder what exactly my freaking-out fits are. Is it just overreaction? Is there a name for it? I mean, it doesn't stop me from functioning, since I can normally find a way to hide it, but I think it would be cool if I knew the name for it, since it would make it more official. I wonder if it is a hereditary thing, because my grandma on my dad's side does something very similar.
Yesterday I found the youtube channel of my best friend. It was kinda cool to watch the two videos her and her brother put up. They did something similar to the vlogbrothers, but didn't get very far with it. The thing about being a Nerdfighter is that sometimes I'm not sure if I really am. I mean, I enjoy the videos that John and Hank make, I just don't agree with a few of their beliefs. That doesn't stop me from watching and enjoying their videos though. I am a rather open-minded person, but I stand firm in my beliefs.
I was looking up stuff in another tab while I was typing this and I came across something called "Histrionic Personality Disorder". I looked at the treatment and symptoms and whatnot, and I feel like I really fit the bill. There are some things that are different, so if I have it, it is probably only a mild form. But is says that these people are often high-functioning. Oh, well. I need to stop being a hypocondriac.
Some of my friends are in this band called "The States Seem Smaller" and they got to go to a recording studio here recently. They are really excited about the people they get to work with and the fact that they are going to have their own EP. I never really get excited about this sort of thing, but I think it will probably be good, and I can't wait to get a copy of it. I could use some new music to listen to.
Okay, I just took a personality disorder quiz, and here are my results. The first number on each one is me and the second number is everyone else's average. Its strange because I look at the results and think about what they mean (I had to look some words up) and I realize that these things are rather true. I'm rather un-paranoid I guess. I trust people mostly. I am definately Schizotypal - I know that I am wierd. I'm not so sure about narcisistic. My brother is the more narcissistic one. I never thought of myself as being obsessive-compulsive, then I realized how much I change when I make a mistake or something that I don't like on a blog post. I ever did it in making the previous sentence. I almost worded it differently, but I misspelled something and changed the wording when I went back to fix it. And it does show me being rather histrionic. I always knew I was a bit crazy and I feel like this proves it.
Paranoid ---26% ---50%
Schizoid ---18% ---40%
Schizotypal ---74% ---56%
Antisocial ---46% ---46%
Borderline ---38% ---45%
Histrionic ---50% ---35%
Narcissistic ---70% ---40%
Avoidant ---46% ---48%
Dependent ---46% ---44%
Obsessive-Compulsive ---58% ---45%
I like taking strange little quizzes like that when I am bored, but I rarely believe the results. I want to take an IQ test someday, but I don't know which one to take or where and how to take it. My economic teacher offered to give one to the whole class once, but everyone was against it for some reason. I don't really care what it is, I just want to know.
Well, this was a very very strange post. I should probably shut up now. Talk to you all tomorrow or something.
Love,
Elizabeth W.
January 8, 2013
Freaking Out!
Okay, so first, I want you to know that I do not do well in stressful or seemingly crisis situations. Whenever something goes wrong and I don't know how to fix it or who to ask about it and especially when it interferes with my daily activities, I FREAK OUT!
I can't really explain why this happens, it has just always been the way that I am. Most likely, I will cry if I don't have someone there to help me figure things out. And I have almost cried today because of such an event.
I got to my class during which I am allowed to work on my dual credit online college course. Then, even though I know the class won't start for another week, I logged on to the website in order to check and make sure that everything was okay. But when I got to the website, it didn't show me being enrolled in any classes.
It had done something like that before, so I figured it was just a glitch and went ot investigate further. However, it showed that I had dropped my sociology class for this semester. I searched through all the web pages to find why but I couldn't figure it out.
So, now I am sitting here with my heart racing, telling myself not to freak out, but that is exactly what I am doing. You probably couldn't tell by looking at me, but its definately happening.
I have thought about going to the counselor to ask her about it. However, I have this innate hatred toward our school counselor because she sucks (and I don't use that work lightly... or ever) at getting things done and is not a very people-oriented person. I feel like all she'll do if I go down to her office is just insult me or call me stupid because she doesn't want to deal with me. Then she'll look something up and say that I can't take the class for some strange reason and give me a crazy other option and I won't have the ability to talk to my mom about it before making a decision and really if I had just talked to the people at the college they would have just said it was a glitch and they would fix it right away.
I'm really also scared that if I don't go down to talk to her that my mom will make me talk to her tomorrow and I'll go all day today and tomorrow worrying about it. Now I feel all sick inside.
I don't know what to do. I'm afraid that whoever I go to will basicallly just say that I'm stupid or I did something wrong and I won't be able to fix it.
And the books that I had to order for the online class have already been bought and shipped and I'm just scared.
I
AM
SCARED........
I have drama practice today from 4 to 6 so I'll just call my mom before practice starts and ask her what I should do. I'm just afraid that if I start talking to someone about it I'll start crying. That generally happens when I try to talk things like this out with somebody. The counselor is dealing with schedule problems anyway with it being the first day back at school. She probably will be hateful and "not have time to deal with" me anyway.
I wrote down the problem on my top slip of paper on my clipboard, that way I won't forget it. I generally do that or write things on my hand/wrist when I need to remember them.
Now I just need something to distract myself.
I started writing a book yesterday. A children's book. I want very much to finish this one.
I did something different though. I started with the pictures instead of the story. The pictures were sketches that I lightly colored with watercolor colored pencils, then took water and went over to smudge the color around.
I haven't done them all yet. Only about four. I have them hanging on a piece of string strung diagonally from wall to wall above my bed. I wanted to use clothes pins to hang them when they were drying, but I only had paperclips. It still looks cool anyway.
My little brother got a comic book making kit for Christmas. It had paper and three binding things and a couple of cover pages. He also decided the other day that he wants to be an author when he grows up. I had to watch him yesterday for most of the day, so we got it out and started writing books. He still gets upset when things aren't perfect or he can't think of anything though, so he took quite a few breaks for cartoon watching.
I have calmed down significantly now. I'm still anxious and nervous and scared, but I can deal with it.
Love,
Elizabeth W.
I can't really explain why this happens, it has just always been the way that I am. Most likely, I will cry if I don't have someone there to help me figure things out. And I have almost cried today because of such an event.
I got to my class during which I am allowed to work on my dual credit online college course. Then, even though I know the class won't start for another week, I logged on to the website in order to check and make sure that everything was okay. But when I got to the website, it didn't show me being enrolled in any classes.
It had done something like that before, so I figured it was just a glitch and went ot investigate further. However, it showed that I had dropped my sociology class for this semester. I searched through all the web pages to find why but I couldn't figure it out.
So, now I am sitting here with my heart racing, telling myself not to freak out, but that is exactly what I am doing. You probably couldn't tell by looking at me, but its definately happening.
I have thought about going to the counselor to ask her about it. However, I have this innate hatred toward our school counselor because she sucks (and I don't use that work lightly... or ever) at getting things done and is not a very people-oriented person. I feel like all she'll do if I go down to her office is just insult me or call me stupid because she doesn't want to deal with me. Then she'll look something up and say that I can't take the class for some strange reason and give me a crazy other option and I won't have the ability to talk to my mom about it before making a decision and really if I had just talked to the people at the college they would have just said it was a glitch and they would fix it right away.
I'm really also scared that if I don't go down to talk to her that my mom will make me talk to her tomorrow and I'll go all day today and tomorrow worrying about it. Now I feel all sick inside.
I don't know what to do. I'm afraid that whoever I go to will basicallly just say that I'm stupid or I did something wrong and I won't be able to fix it.
And the books that I had to order for the online class have already been bought and shipped and I'm just scared.
I
AM
SCARED........
I have drama practice today from 4 to 6 so I'll just call my mom before practice starts and ask her what I should do. I'm just afraid that if I start talking to someone about it I'll start crying. That generally happens when I try to talk things like this out with somebody. The counselor is dealing with schedule problems anyway with it being the first day back at school. She probably will be hateful and "not have time to deal with" me anyway.
I wrote down the problem on my top slip of paper on my clipboard, that way I won't forget it. I generally do that or write things on my hand/wrist when I need to remember them.
Now I just need something to distract myself.
I started writing a book yesterday. A children's book. I want very much to finish this one.
I did something different though. I started with the pictures instead of the story. The pictures were sketches that I lightly colored with watercolor colored pencils, then took water and went over to smudge the color around.
I haven't done them all yet. Only about four. I have them hanging on a piece of string strung diagonally from wall to wall above my bed. I wanted to use clothes pins to hang them when they were drying, but I only had paperclips. It still looks cool anyway.
My little brother got a comic book making kit for Christmas. It had paper and three binding things and a couple of cover pages. He also decided the other day that he wants to be an author when he grows up. I had to watch him yesterday for most of the day, so we got it out and started writing books. He still gets upset when things aren't perfect or he can't think of anything though, so he took quite a few breaks for cartoon watching.
I have calmed down significantly now. I'm still anxious and nervous and scared, but I can deal with it.
Love,
Elizabeth W.
January 6, 2013
An Awesome book
Okay, so I have found a cause more worthy of sharing than myself. Just go to www.veryawesomeworld.com and read the book online with someone you love. Then buy the book or share it with other people.
CALLING ALL READERS!
I know that the time that my blog will be flooded with posts is almost upon us. (Seriously, I go back to school the day after tomorrow!) This means that more people will be looking at the blog than have been here recently. I would like to challenge you all to a quest.
Here's the deal. I have worked really hard on the videos that I have uploaded to youtube. All of them are rather entertaining and I would love for you all to go and watch them. But don't just watch them, then go on with your life! Do something with them!
I challenge you to share at least one of my videos to Facebook or Twitter or your blog or whatever. Whichever on you like. Pick your favorite...
Then, for those of you who have YouTube channels, I request that you be so kind as to subscribe. I have been on YouTube for almost four years now. That is crazy. Crazy for me to think about. Crazy for you to know. I have posted over 100 videos. I have gotten better and better since the beginning. And I plan to get better and better as the days go by.
However, I only have 9 subscribers at the moment. I love those 9 subscribers to death, but I know that I have more fans out there. I just think it would be nice to know who they are. If you like, I can subscribe back or look at some of your videos in return. Just ask.
I don't mean to sound fame-obsessed or uncaring, I just think it would be nice. Its your life, do what you want.
Love always,
Elizabeth W.
Here's the deal. I have worked really hard on the videos that I have uploaded to youtube. All of them are rather entertaining and I would love for you all to go and watch them. But don't just watch them, then go on with your life! Do something with them!
I challenge you to share at least one of my videos to Facebook or Twitter or your blog or whatever. Whichever on you like. Pick your favorite...
Then, for those of you who have YouTube channels, I request that you be so kind as to subscribe. I have been on YouTube for almost four years now. That is crazy. Crazy for me to think about. Crazy for you to know. I have posted over 100 videos. I have gotten better and better since the beginning. And I plan to get better and better as the days go by.
However, I only have 9 subscribers at the moment. I love those 9 subscribers to death, but I know that I have more fans out there. I just think it would be nice to know who they are. If you like, I can subscribe back or look at some of your videos in return. Just ask.
I don't mean to sound fame-obsessed or uncaring, I just think it would be nice. Its your life, do what you want.
Love always,
Elizabeth W.
January 3, 2013
Stuff for the New Year
I am currently working on a bunch of stuff for the New Year. Tons of videos and music videos and skits and whatnot. All floating around in my head.
I have an issue though. Yesterday, I went to make a Vlog. And my camera died when I tried to turn it on. I have had the camera for two years or more, mind you, but I am still saddened. I used my mom's camera to film the vlog, and it should be uploaded soon.
However, this leaves me without a camera,and unable to film with my own camera on my own terms.
My mom says we can find another camera rather cheap. I don't know how cheap is cheap enough. I have literally no money at all right now. Okay, I have a five dollar bill. But thats it!
Anyway, my video editing program is just a trial version. I have only twenty days left to use it. I hope to get the actual full version sometime soon.
At the moment, life is rather boring. I make videos and upload them. Uploading takes about two hours because YouTube is stupid. I watch Doctor Who and drink coffee. I stalk people on facebook, instagram, etc. In my spare time I play the ukulele. Life is just okay.
School starts back next week. Not looking forward to that. I can't do anything about it though.
Love,
Elizabeth W.
I have an issue though. Yesterday, I went to make a Vlog. And my camera died when I tried to turn it on. I have had the camera for two years or more, mind you, but I am still saddened. I used my mom's camera to film the vlog, and it should be uploaded soon.
However, this leaves me without a camera,and unable to film with my own camera on my own terms.
My mom says we can find another camera rather cheap. I don't know how cheap is cheap enough. I have literally no money at all right now. Okay, I have a five dollar bill. But thats it!
Anyway, my video editing program is just a trial version. I have only twenty days left to use it. I hope to get the actual full version sometime soon.
At the moment, life is rather boring. I make videos and upload them. Uploading takes about two hours because YouTube is stupid. I watch Doctor Who and drink coffee. I stalk people on facebook, instagram, etc. In my spare time I play the ukulele. Life is just okay.
School starts back next week. Not looking forward to that. I can't do anything about it though.
Love,
Elizabeth W.
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