I'm Going to Write a Book

A few nights ago I decided to start a story.  The idea just popped into my head one night, when I wasn't even planning to write.  It's going to be called "Inside My Mind." So far I've decided it's about a girl who has abilities that other people don't have.  I've decided that one of them is that she can sort of absorb the emotins from those around her, especially strong ones like love, hate, sadness, and anger.  I've been building this character and other, more minor, characters for a long time now.  So I'm pretty excited for it.  I'm going to post about it in another blog.  I'll post the link as soon as I get it.

Alright, here is the link:
http://insidemymind12.blogspot.com/

I had to put "12" at the end because someone else already had the name.  I hate when that happens...

Evil Cat

Turns out I'm probably going to die.

My cat's going to kill me.

I mean, yeah, I tell him not to jump on the table and clip his nails, but I never thought that he'd plot to kill me for it.

Maybe he's just been planning it from the start, ever since he was brought home.  Maybe that's what they learned at the Kitty Cottage.

That's what's going to happen in 2012.  Cats will kill their owners and take over the world!

He'll take over the world in a few months, maybe a year.

Of course, I should have known back when this was my result:

The "a" should be "an," but since it's a quiz I guess it's okay.

There is a 7% chance that I'll survive the kitty invasion.

No More School for a While!

I was reading my last post, and I said that I would not wear my winter coat all winter.  Well, I win.  I only wore the coat once because I went out to play in the snow.  I figured that was the only reason I'd wear it.

Also, I am finally done school, until August.  It's pretty amazing.

I passed all of my classes with a C+ or higher.

In the fall, I failed on of my classes.  I think it might have had to do with my roommate.  I only studied when she studied, because I couldn't concentrate with her complete disregard of my need to study.  As soon as I switched rooms, my grades went up.  I went from B-, C, D, and F to A, A-, B+,B, B-, and C+.  I mean, I know a lot of it was my fault, but she didn't really help much.  I couldn't even get a good night's sleep with her staying up with the lights on, TV on, music on, and friends coming over until 3 AM when I had work at 6:30.  God, I'm glad I never have to see her again.

This wasn't what I planned to write.  I wanted to write about work or something.  Oh well, I guess I'll do that later.