Drowning in the melody....

( I want to break all the madness... )

When Doves Cry just played on my shuffle, so hence the icon...

( Warning: Tense Changes Galore )

For some reason, The King and I has been on nonstop repeat in my head. I even heard One Day More on the way back from college (Thanksgiving break!) and yet, it's still stuck in my head. That's the only song I know too. And the only words. Crap.

( One More Day I'm On My Own... )

( I would like to introduce Mr. Sensitive... )

( Two Conversations )

The quickest, vaguest entry ever that will be so quick I won't have to cut it:

Chad is adorable.

He sat next to me in class.

I had my laptop and got on Twitter.

Chad was presenting. I wrote a scene in a novel a couple days ago and then IT HAPPENED:
She only looked down a couple times, her eyes always stopped on Noah. His lip was between his teeth as he worked diligently, only glancing up every couple minutes at her. He looked up the first time she tried to sneak a glance at him, and their eyes met. He raised an eyebrow at her, jerking his head back as if to tell her to look back at that spot on the wall. When she huffed and slouched her shoulders, he laughed quietly, going back to his drawing.

Chad met my eyes and he sort of laughed. I smiled too and he sort of shrugged at me.

And then he sat down and asked if I was playing a game on my laptop. I was on TweetDeck. I explained it to him and he sort of leaned in and was like "So, this is Twitter?" And he laughed every timed I tweeted. Especially after my "I just got called out for Harry Potter."

And then, during break, I asked about his classes and he said he's in class from 10 to 10 on Tuesday. I said "No time to eat?" and I guess it sounded like I was implying something because he just kind of looked at me and never answered.

And then after class, I stalked Shaun, Alan, and Chad and walked into their group. Alan left, leaving the three. Shaun and Chad decided to go to Samarco's office and get Chad's portfolio. They invited me along so I kind of followed them. I creeped around when they were in the office and then was about to leave when they found me again. Chad left to go home and Shaun invited me to Starbucks. We got Starbucks and talked about class for about thirty minutes and then separated.

I AM LIVING MY NOVEL. YES.

And I realize there was no details in there. Sorry. Didn't want to bore you today.

( This is what DREEEEEEEAMS are made of! )

I love Finn Hudson.

And...

( I love nice people. )

( He's only adorable on Tuesdays. )

breighan reminded me about Thursday, so I decided to write out a bit and explain what exactly happen to warrant some :(((((((s.

( Crashing Back to Reality )

( He's pretty much adorable. )

( Yes, I realize I'm pathetic. )

I never talk about boys (except for the jerk formally known as Addison) so I've decided I should write this out, just because it's kind of adorable in a way and so I can look about a couple months from now and say "what was I thinking?" (cause that's what always happens).

( A Story that is Somewhat Long. )

Tomorrow is a Tuesday.

Tuesdays include this class called Creative Writing.

I hate that class because of TWO people. Everyone else hates that class because of two people. I'm talking to someone on Facebook about how much we're dreading that class. I feel bad, since Creative Writing is my major and all, but I need a class without Camarco. And Addison. I need a class with NICE people for once.

I don't want to go tomorrow. I have to. Gah.

In addition, I've lost my will to write. I haven't written a chapter in about three weeks. I've brought the file up and TRIED, honestly, but I'm stuck.

Tomorrow, I'm going to work on it before class. Evil class.

My icon is sarcasm - just to let you know.

Edit: AND NOW I'M FAILING THE PARTICIPATION PORTION OF MY CREATIVE WRITING CLASS BECAUSE, EVEN THOUGH I'VE PARTICIPATED LIKE CRAZY, MY PROFESSOR IS A JERK. I WISH I SWORE AT TIMES LIKE THIS.

Title: Voicemail
Author: solitaireclay07
Character(s): Rachel, Finn, Puck, Artie, Rachel's dads
Pairing(s): Rachel/Finn, Rachel/Puck
Rating: PG
Word Count: 815
Spoilers: You need to watch this first: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3-8RAhXNX04
There's a spoiler from a Canadian promo of the 8th episode "Mash-Up."
Summary: Instead of dealing with her problems, Rachel lets it go to voicemail.

( Leave me a message... )

Not much to say today.

I went to my Brit Lit class with the same professor that gave me a B+ on my paper. We were getting another paper back today and I was sure I did worse it than my other one, so I was prepared for a B or lower. Surprisingly, I got it back and had a 188/200. 94%! I'm still kind of shocked. I only read the first comment on the last page which was "Your writing is very lively and generally clear" which I'll take graciously.

Problems of American Youth got even more boring than possible. We spend around 30 minutes on each slide because the professor would babble about something that didn't have to do with what he was teaching. Then at 6:00, he said we had a few more definitions to go that would take "a couple minutes" and it took 40 minutes. Of course.

However, I was so bored during that class I wrote an outline for a new fanfiction. A Glee story actually. It's Puck/Rachel and Finn/Rachel and is based off of the Canadian promo of the next episode. That means I have to write and post it before Wednesday if it's gonna be canon for at least a little bit. It's about voicemails sent to Rachel's phone and the events talked about in them. Pretty awesome.

I need a Glee icon.

I don't know where my Tuesday went. I didn't post probably because I was in class until 7 and then working on other assignments until I went to bed early.

Anyway, today was pretty eventful.

I spilled chocolate milk on myself, got a B- on an outline because I didn't follow the guideline that I evidently didn't see, decided I don't like parfaits, got my paper back with a B+ and now I'm in the library for the next couple hours because our RA is checking our rooms today and I hate being there when he goes through everything.

I'm really disappointed with the Bs I got today, because I NEED As to keep my scholarship, so I can't get Bs or I'm jeopardizing it. In truth, the outline was only worth 5 points and I got 4, but the class is only 100 points, so I'm already down to 99 - 98.5 if you include my exam. I need an A, so I can't afford to lose points. And I have been stressing out about my paper forever, and wee finally just got them back. I'm not going to look at his comments until I start my next paper, because I'm really bad about criticism.

But, really, the most amazing thing happened today in the midst of all that. I went into my Family Drama class today and Paul, a person from my Creative Writing class too, was the only other one in there. He said hi, and then suddenly, started rambling to me about our class yesterday.

Yesterday, Addison and Nate BASHED every story they read and made the girl next to me want to drop out. Nate had a formal critique of Jen's piece and he didn't say one nice thing about it. Instead, he said how much he hated it and it wasn't even a story.

Well, Paul decided he was going to complain about how much he hates Addison and Nate. And I was like "...Me too!" And I learned he has the same problems as I do! Then Mari came in, also from my creative writing class, and she hates the class too. Finally, Amelia came in, also in the class, and she complained about how much she dreads going to that class every week and hates that she dreads it because it's her major.

That's exactly how I feel!

I exclaimed that I thought I was the only one and everyone was like "No!" I'm NOT the only person that hates that class. It's wonderful and seriously made me super happy.

Monday is probably my easiest and most boring day of classes. I like it because I only have two classes and I finish at 4 and then both House and Lie to Me are on TV.

However, nothing interesting happened today and I thought I would have to post about how I wrote snippets of my fanfiction during class and we laughed at the professor for shouting that he wasn't going to demostrate the sexy strut from the play, but then I come back to the dorm to see this little article:

http://hollywoodinsider.ew.com/2009/10/12/glee-tour-in-planning-stages-for-2010/

I am so excited about this that I don't even care if the Jonas Brothers are touring next year. THIS would be where my money would go to. I'd rather see the cast of Glee anyway, because Cory Monteith is my lover.

Yes, he is.

Aren't you, Cory?



And now I will go and not study. Yayyyyy.

I always feel bad about not updating this journal so I've decided I'm going to update on my mundane life every day this week. Starting today - which is Sunday even though there's only five minutes left of it.

Today, I went to church and officially became a member of the Clio Nazarene church. It was pretty awesome, since I didn't even know about it until two seconds before it happened. Then I got to eat some chicken and this awesome punch that I KNEW had pop in it but drank it anyway.

Speaking of not drinking pop (soda), I went shopping on Saturday to get some new jeans because none of my jeans would stay on anymore. I'm now a size SIX (I thought I would be an eight) and I'm really really surprised. That being said, I went over my calorie amount like crazy today and feel like I'm going to be sick, which is pretty awesome.

This week of school doesn't look to be that bad. I don't have anything major due, except for an outline I just finished. All that I can think of other than that is the creative writing stories, reading assignments and...yeah, that's it.

Sarah Shearer hasn't done laundry for a month and a half.

...Yeeeeeeah.

I just spent about five minutes trying to get this one webpage to load. For some reason, on SVSU's internet, it never loads properly. I still can't see userpics and I'm not sure why. I hate the school's internet.

Strangely enough, I am really tired right now and I'm forcing myself not to doze off. This is weird because I actually slept in to 10:30 which is the longest I've ever done here in my dormroom.

Homecoming was actually epically boring. I went to the parade and it had about five floats and then walked with the Phi Sigs and some random guys who thought I was a Greek started high fiving me. Then I skipped the game to go to lunch with Erica, Sarah and their friends. I went to Transformers 2 with Kelly and Sarah at 4:30 and then asked Erica if I could go out with her and Phyllis.

I've decided that I should go out and be a social person for once. So, we went to her boy's house and played cards as they drank and then went to a frat party in which I sat down on a couch and watched people play beer pong get drunk.

Yes, I summed up my entire Saturday in a couple sentences. I would go into detail, but it would be boring and you would be bored halfway through. I guess having a social life isn't for me. I feel like I ruined Erica's night.

I should just stop trying.