So

So I never made it to college. It effing sucks being stuck home and shit like that but there's nothing I can do about it I guess. So I'm stuck home, working full time at Wendy's (NOT a job I had wanted but again: Not much I can do about it)

Anyways this blog will be all my movie reviews, play/musical reviews, book reviews, etc for the year or so, as well as updates on my life.

Kay thanks bye :)

If I had a Bucket list...

I would have already completed at least 1/3 of it in my 18 years of existence. Yes, most of it is small stuff, but it still is more than I would normally have done.

One big accomplishment that would be on the Bucket list, one I'm looking to repeat this year, is writing a novel. Thats right! I successfully completed National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo for short) this last school year and I'm looking for a second successful completion of it! I've already written a novel before the age of 18. It's crappy right now, still a work in progress, but that's okay. I'm looking only to get better and make it better.

Maybe I'll post a bit of the first novel...

Packing (oh so very slowly)

Urgh. Why does packing have to suck so much? Why do we, as humans, accumulate so much stuff that it takes us forever to pack it up/put it away for moving to dorms/just moving in general? Why?

As you can see, those are my thoughts on packing. I hate it. It's long and drawn out, and takes FOREVER! Luckily I still have two weeks and two days (really just two weeks) to do this. So I guess I shouldn't worry? I don't really know but hopefully I get the boring stuff done so then all I have to do is wash clothing and my bedding, finish getting some dorm room essentials, and then pack my clothing so that I'm ready to go to Western State Colorado University!

My introduction

So when I say Next Big Adventure, I mean college. I am an 18 year old girl, who graduated on her birthday, getting ready for her first semester of college.  AHHHHHH!

So I know you're probably thinking, why freak out? It's just college. Well... it's the first time I'll be really on my own EVER. I've never been away from home long and I know that I'm going to be really lonely and homesick. I'm going 4 hours away from the people I'm familiar with and the places I know and the foods I'm use to. I know that the food there won't differ much from what I usually eat, but there's still stuff that I'll have to get use to.

Am I feeling a little whiny about this? A little bit, but maybe it's to hide the fact that I'm nervous about going away for the first time for months on end. Maybe it's to hide that I'm nervous about even going to college, because I doubt myself so much, academically. I don't really know. But there you have it. I wish I could explain it all, but then I'd have to understand my current feelings to you guys.

So right now I'm in the middle of cleaning/purging my room of trash and books and stuff like that, as well as beginning to pack stuff up. I keep getting distracted by my things when I find stuff I haven't seen/read/watched in MONTHS. That's normally okay, but my mom is pressuring me to get this stuff done soon so we aren't rushing the week before to get all of this done. So I spend my days slowly working my way through my art stuff and clothing and books and such. Very slowly.

On the plus side: I'm ready to leave home for the first time for months on end. I've been ready for a very long time.

Well until next week... Au Revoir!

Sierra