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I'm sitting in the library's basement again. I should be working on my short story, but the fact that my birthday is soooooo close and the trip to New Orleans is nearing is making me not care. I cannot wait to hit the road for this trip. I know I'm going for a conference, but-New Orleans! Awesome!
Frenemy Part 8 (? I lost count. oops! haha) anyways, I'll be posting part 8 soon. Keep your an eye out if you care. And again I really appreciate those of you who read it. It means so much.
What else can I annoy you all with?...Nah, I won't do that to you. This is the end of my blog. See ya 'round.
Redhead out.
Peace.
:D

Went to see the speaker L.A. Weatherly today and I was expecting the place to be packed like the last time we had authors come and talk. But to my surprise it was just me, another student and the prof. We got to talk to her one on one and ask her our questions about writing and publishing. It was awesome!!!! My dream and my life goal is to be a writer and getting to talk to someone who is in the business on such a level is an amazing opportunity and I hope one day, after I've published, that I'll get the opportunity to share my experience with others who share my love and passion of the written word. Choosing this career is one of the biggest risks I've taken in my life and I'm not going to let it put me down. I don't care how long it takes, I will be a published author, and the experience today tells me to keep going until I make it and that's my plan.
TOTALLY AWESOME!!!!
Redhead out.
Peace.
:D

It's so gray here!!!! It's almost depressing. Almost. Today is going to be a good day, and I mean that. My plans for the conference trip are coming along nicely, my birthday is exactly one week away (woot!), I'm going to hear L.A. Weatherly speak (an author of a book series about angels. anyone ever heard of her?) and, that's it, that's going to make today awesome. I hope. I'm just trying not to think about the lines of Chaucer I have to memorize and recite in middle-English and the short story I have to write in less than three weeks. I know what I'll be doing over spring break! ;)
Part eight of Frenemy will be posted soon. Thank you sooooooo much to all of you who are reading it!!! I can't tell you how grateful I am that you enjoy it. It's really encouraging.
All right, no more boring details from my monotonous life.
Redhead out.
Peace! :D

Yeah, everyone knows, it's Valentine's Day, or Singles Awareness Day, or Tuesday, whatever you want to call it. I really don't care. I've never really like Valetine's Day mostly because it's so commercialized (did I spell that right? whateva). My friend in high school used to tell me I'd feel differently if I had a boyfriend. That's kind of funny to me coming from someone who had a dozen guys chasing after her-she'd always have a Valentines. I don't know about that now, but then, yeah. Valentine's Day isn't all bad, I'll admit. My favorite memory is my best guy friend handing out roses to all the girls in our little circle of friends. I saved the petals from the first one. It was sweet. And now I really miss his crazy antics.

Here it is, Part 7. It's a little late then I had intended to post it, but, hey, better late than never right? Enjoy. Redhead out. Peace.

PART SEVEN
I paced the locker room, terrified by what I knew. My mind went back and forth over what to do with this information. If I told Korse, he’d race out with his Dracs and take them out before I could blink once. If I didn’t, the Killjoys might move on and be once again in the wind. Ultimately I figured they’d move on quick and the information would be useless. I decided to keep it to myself.
The rest of the team slowly trickled back in from the desert, some with sunburned hands and necks. I sat on the bench, my hands trembling slightly as I placed my uniform in my locker. Domino, whose locker unfortunately is directly behind mine, sat down beside me. He leaned back so he could see my face.
“What’s wrong with you, Jinx? You look as if you’ve seen a ghost.”

My brain is running low on energy. I can't do much more reading. Think I'll go work on that video for my CARL application (don't ask). Yeah...

Just for those who care, I'll be posting Frenemy part seven very soon. It's looking like tomorrow or Friday. Keep your eye out.

Redhead out.
Peace.

Haha-Oz, my nickname for the Writing Center. I tutor down here like three times a week and the walls are painted green so I call it Oz. Heehee. Too much Wizard of Oz for me. Maybe I'll share the promo vid we did on here. We based it in Oz and it's hilarious! I directed it-moment of pride-.
But, anyways, like you really care about my directorial debut. I'm feeling really giddy right now for some odd reason. I don't know why. Maybe because the weekend is almost here. That's a huge plus. Though writing a paper is not exactly what I wanted to spend my time doing.
Got to write a sonnet about a fruit I blindly tasted. I think it was a grape, or maybe a blueberry...hmmmmm... no clue, but I guess that's the point. Don't much like writing in sonnet format. I much prefer free verse. Speaking of free verse, my poem was read for critique today by the prof and I sat there trying not to give it away I wrote it. Everyone said good things about it! My smile was extremely hard to hide.

Okay, not the worse but not the best either. Homecoming was actually kind of lame until the last thrity minutes when the band, "Atomic Dance Machine" (really?), finally realized we wanted to jam not just hang out. I didn't like not kowing where I was going, though. They shuttled us from campus to the location all night. All I knew at first was I wasn't far from the Mississippi River. It wasn't until I left that I discovered I was pretty close to Beale Street and the Peabody mall.That part made me extremely nervous.
In the end I'm glad I went, but, and I've never used this word to describe anything, the whole deal started out highly lame. Eventually everything found its groove and we partied like there was no tomorrow.
:D
Off to study.
Redhead out.
Peace.

All right, the next part of Frenemy. Enjoy. Redhead out. Peace.
PART SIX
Another day of patrols. This time we had assigned quadrants. Flash wasn’t too happy that I flaked out on the required patrol time. I took the berating without a word. Domino smirked behind Flash’s back the entire time. I fought the urge to roll my eyes and stick my tongue out at him-I didn’t want Flash to think I was being disrespectful toward him.
Once again I found nothing interesting. It appeared I was assigned the boring quadrant. Orders were issued to change up in the afternoon and I cruised along to my new assignment. The sand was crisscrossed with tire tracks, mostly motorcycles. But I noticed car tracks mixed in, too. Slowing down, I followed the car tracks, shocked no one else had thought to the same.

So my bestie asked if I was going to homecoming. We're in college and suddenly going to homecoming seems like the best thing in the world to do. Why? I have no clue. I avoided homecoming in high school, mostly because it was depressing to go all by yourself and then have a bunch of people pretend to be your friend until you walked out the door. But she asked if I wanted to go, made this little speech about having fun now before we graduate which I've told myself a hundred times, and right now I'm getting all dolled up to go. And I keep asking myself why????? And I keep answering, because you're not the same girl from high school. So, I'm going to suck it up, go put on a pretty dress, throw on my heels, and go have some fun. Who knows, maybe tonight will go down in history as the best decision I've ever made-or the worse. Who knows? Anyways, I better start thinking about getting around.
Later.
Redhead out.
Peace.