Numbers, and Letters, and Bloggers, Oh My!

All right, so now that it's been (counts on fingers) about two and a half months since I've posted anything, I've decided that I really should post something, even though maybe a total of two people will read it. If I'm lucky.

Well, I am pretty sad because I just played in the community play "The Wizard of Oz" for the last time. Why? Because it's over, silly. I had so much fun playing my clarinet again, and I really want to keep playing. Alas, this is something that comes around only once a year, so I will have to wait. Oh darn.

Also, I am kicking myself for not having enough courage. Just throwing that in there to make you wonder.

School is starting again in a couple weeks, and so of course I've been stressing over the money to afford it, and then I realized I could apply for a Pell Grant. Der de der. Problem solved. I also can't register certain necessary classes because I waited so long to send my AP scores to the college. Der de der, again. Hopefully I can actually get into the classes once the scores are posted.

After writing so much of the "guts" of my "Superman" novel, I decided to actually write the beginning of the book. And let me just say, I surprise myself with the characters' personalities as they come forth. Never did I suspect that the lead character would have such a fabulous sense of humor. Stephenie Meyer (please forgive me) was right about one thing: characters do invent themselves. I really have no control over it. Also, the actual plot of the story has been created and I'm feeling more and more confident about it. OH MY GOSH--I just cannot contain my excitement! I want to share it with the world!

But that will have to wait. For now, I will sit under the dim lamp during the wee hours of the night, typing (or scribbling) madly. Maybe I will allow people to read the first couple chapters and give me some feedback soon. Maybe. I have one person hooked already (thank you, Grandma).

Ta da! This has been a post!

Memorable Moments from "The Wizard of Oz" Live:

1. Toto peeing on the fire.
2. Scarecrow dropping his hay into the pit and proceeding to say "Shoot."
3. Trees throwing their apples into the pit.
4. Wicked Witch (a.k.a. Elphaba) throwing her fireball into the pit.
5. Dorothy kicking her ruby slipper off into the pit.
6. Dorothy, continuing to dance, cleverly putting the slipper back on and getting to her spot before the cue.
7. The "witch" getting stuck on the zipline, therefore ceasing the show while the stagehands took her down.
8. Toto following the Winkies around the stage. Multiple times.
9. Glinda geting caught in the pretty strings.
10. Scarecrow, Tin Man, and Lion getting caught in the pretty strings.

Procrastination. It's what I do best.

Okay, so I know my last post said to look for a post in the first week of May... Clearly, that did not happen. I've been a little busy freaking out about my grades and work. So. Yeah. I also kind of had a little internet retreat, so my facebook was slightly neglected as well. Also, I'm thinking that the whole list-a-month idea is a little lame. I will just post a list when I feel like I have a good one. Anywho.

So I recently discovered pretty paper products and Mod Podge. Pictures to follow.

Yeah. They're pretty epic. Composition notebooks, if you were wondering. I'm thinking about making them for people. Money may be involved. Mua ha ha! Just kidding. Almost.

So I recently finished the game "Epic Mickey" for the Wii. Let me just say how incredibly hard that was. That was extremely and very incredibly hard. But I did it. And apparently there are two ways of playing that game: being good or being bad. I chose being good and it worked out pretty well for me. I don't think I'll be trying to be bad for a very long time. I have had enough of that game for a while. I almost cried at the end.

College grades suck. Just thought you should know.

Things I'm excited for:

1. Spending a whole lot of free time at Lagoon. (season passport, baby)

2. Owl City!!!! (concert on July 13th)

3. My flippin' pay raise because I've worked at Payless for 6 months now!

4. Getting my summer tan (which isn't much, but, eh, I'll take it)

5. The world not ending. Again. :)

So long!

--Celeste

PS: I have decided that I was not mature enough to name this blog when it was created. Therefore, it needs a new name. I have created a poll on the page at the top right corner. Please only pick your two favorite titles, no more than two. If you hate all of them, leave a comment with an idea. Thanks! :)

Five Things to Say That Will Make You Sound Smarter

No joke. Here's the list:

1. When someone explains something to you, don't say, "Oh." Rather, say, "Ah." Try it some time. And try looking thoughtful.

2. Do not say, "it's not." Try, "it isn't" instead. Then people can't accuse you of talking about mucus.

3. When speaking in comparison with someone else, use the proper grammar. For example, "We all know that she is a better chef than I," not "than me."

4. Use the word "rather" when appropriate. (Can't you see how well it's worked for me so far?)

5. When your name is requested after you've answered the phone, reply with, "This is she" or "This is he," depending on your gender, of course. Yes, it is proper grammar.

I hope you enjoyed this little tidbit. Until next time!

EDIT: I think from now on, I'll do a post like this at least once a month. A list of something, anything, useful or no. So, keep your eyes peeled for the first week of May!

Celeste

"Your momma wears wooden galoshes!"

A Whole Lot of Random

So... first off: Maroon 5 just made me believe they're even cooler because they're doing this 24 hour session live, online, in order to let the whole world influence/inspire this song they're making. So far they have the background piano, drums, and some electric piano. Up next: melody and lyrics?? Please?? We're already halfway through and no main melody or lyrics?? Come on people! Anywho. It's pretty amazing, actually, because they said it usually takes them about a month to create each song. And they're doing this in 24 hours. WOW. Epic. Anyway, if you're interested, go to www.coca-cola.com/music. It'll last until 11 am 3-23-11 Mountain Standard Time. Or Utah time. Whatever works for you. While watching this, I've discovered that Adam Levine is a bit of a control freak. And kind of arrogant. But, hey, isn't that how most lead singers are? It sort of comes with the package. Also, he's left-handed. Okay, so guess what? I'm such a freak that I came up with yet ANOTHER novel idea. Not novel as is "new", novel as in "book." Yeah. Because I don't already have (let me count them...) five other book projects in progress [EDIT: I actually have about seven... so yeah.]. I just HAD to come up with another brilliant set up. Anyways. I can't really say much about right now because I'm still working out the plot, but if you want a sample, let me know. Like, just comment, or email me (celeste.the.solstice@gmail.com) or something. I've already got the teaser in motion. Have I mentioned that I haven't even gotten a quarter of the way through ANY of my books? Yeah. I'm a freak. Well, I've been putting off the rest of this post for about an hour now, so I guess this is it for now. Until next time!

I'm "A Dolt" Now

That's right, I'm officially a legal adult! Woohoo! To celebrate, here's a list of things I can now do:

1. Drive my car between 12am and 6am
2. Get sent to jail (not gonna happen, but it's officially possible now)
3. Get my own bank account
4. Get a loan
5. Buy a house (not going to happen for a VERY long time)
6. Vote
7. Get married without permission (REALLY not gonna happen for a VERY long time)
8. Get a hotel room
9. Get a lottery ticket
10. Sign my own contracts (for everything!)

I scrambled around for the last few on the list, but there you have it. Yay for being a-dolt!

A Little Piece of Me

This is, as you could probably tell, a little piece of me. Then again, pretty much every post in this blog is, but whatever. By the way, I'm in the middle of writing a paper. But not really, because I'm writing this blog post now.

So I've been listening to Pandora (just one of my many hecka-amazing stations [ask me sometime]) and I got a little emotional when "Kryptonite" came on. I know what you're thinking: "Why? Nobody even knows anything about what that song means, except that maybe it has something to do with Superman."

And you're absolutely right, because nobody even knows anything about what that song means, except that maybe it has something to do with Superman. So here's the thing: you probably don't know this, but I love writing. Not just blogs, mind you, but novels too. And sometimes poetry, if someone makes me super mad (ask me about that sometime, too). What does my writing have to do with some song by 3 Doors Down? I'm so glad you asked.

I'm sort of writing a novel about Superman. Sort of. It's a new (and completely different) take on the story. At least, I'm pretty sure it's different, because I came up with it and I haven't seen anything similar anywhere. So there. Anyways. This book is pretty close to my heart. And yes, I know that's such a gag-inducing cliche, but it's true. There's really no other way to describe it. I've put my heart and soul into writing it, every feeling and thought I've ever had (okay, not really, but pretty dang close). My emotions go into what I'm writing. So when I hear the song "Kryptonite," my mind subconsciously connects to my own experiences. Weird, right?

So, yeah. I'm super strange, and now you know it. You also know that whenever I think of my unfinished novel, my heart fills with a rush that I can't even describe. I've worked on it so long, but I really haven't gotten far. Hopefully one day it will be finished and I can share it with the world. And maybe be famous and earn some petty cash along the way.

Bottom line: I love music, and I love my novel, and I love ice cream. Thank you, and good night.

Valentine's Day

Yes, that day is coming. What does it mean to you? Singles Awareness Day? Or the Day of Love?

For me, it doesn't mean anything but candy and heart-shaped cookies at this point. Seriously. When I think of Valentine's Day, I think of my little grade school foil shoe box being filled with candy and generic valentine cards.  I remember looking at the valentine from my crush longingly, hoping that maybe he personalized it for me, just a bit. But, of course. these cards were all required for everyone in the class and we just whipped them out the night before because we were all slackers.

I'm ranting. I think. My point is, maybe, that I really don't have anything love-related in my schema of Valentine's Day. Really, to me, it's just getting fake cards and maybe some candy if you're lucky. So what I'm thinking is: wouldn't it be nice to actually, I dunno, be asked on a date? Because, in my experience (which is so far limited), I've been the one asking for dates. Which makes me feel pretty pathetic, but whatever.

The way I see it, I wouldn't have been on a date at this point in my life if I hadn't asked anyone. This has been a sad realization. But that's okay! Because I have my whole life ahead of me, and maybe, just maybe, some brave guy will come along and say, hey, maybe this crazy nerdy girl is worth dating.  Just maybe.

I think I'm turning this blog into a journal. Maybe that's good, though, because I'm not a huge fan of paper journals. So this is kind of an open-book journal for everyone to gawk and laugh at. I feel better just writing this, however, because I'm pretty sure no one reads this blog. Ever.

Back to my point. I think that for once, I'd like to have a romantic life. Because I'm a romantic person. But I'm not getting any romance. I really only need someone to just go to whenever I'm feeling lonely, or to hold my hand just because. And snuggle while watching a movie because that's just the most simple thing to do. I'm a hopeless romantic. I know you couldn't tell, but I am.

Maybe, just maybe, this Valentine's Day will be different. Maybe.

EDIT: It wasn't.

To Be, or Not to Be?

That is the question about my dating/love life.

Not that I really care about it right now, since I'm not quite an adult yet (only two months as of today!), but sometimes I just can't help wondering if I'll ever be asked on a date. Here's why:

In my new work environment, I met a sincere, adorable, funny guy. I've been pining after him since day one. When I hear his voice, my heart flutters, and I have a hard time breathing. Whenever I see him, he locks eyes with me and gives me a real smile. Sounds a bit like a fairytale? Yeah, because it is. Was. Turns out he's not even available. Like, really the opposite. I'm crushed. And this is NOT the first time it's happened to me. I just have rotten luck because just about every one of my crushes has already been snatched up by, oh, not me.

This is more like a journal entry. I apologize. But I just really needed to vent my frustration and sadness. (See lyrics for "Enchanted" by Taylor Swift. Story of my life.)

Anywho. I can't help but feel bad for whomever I eventually do marry. Because, seriously, he's got to be one brave guy to marry into my crazy family. Not just crazy. There are so many other adjectives I could use. But I won't. Love 'em to pieces. But they're insane. And on top of that, I come with baggage. Weird since I'm only seventeen, but there you have it.

So... yeah. That's kind of what's been on my mind the past few days. Crushes, heartbreaks... possible marriage in my future.

PS: Sorry for taking so long to post again. I dunno who I'm apologizing to though, since I doubt anyone's read any of this blog as of yet. But I'm sorry anyhow.

PPS: Happy New Year!!