Well, I've been kind of failing at Camp NaNoWriMo, I must be honest. Right now, I'll have to write close to 4,000 words a day in order to win. This should be made a bit easier by the fact that I'm currently on knitting hiatus, and I don't really have anything to do this week, but somehow, I've found ways to procrastinate a LOT. I HAVE been writing almost daily since I went on knitting hiatus on... heh... Monday. But the point is, I've been writing. And though I have not been writing enough, it still counts as progress. And progress is important.
Anyhow, in news of my non-writing endeavours, I've had some success. I learned yesterday that I got a small writing scholarship from my high school, which is exciting. Some of my friends got scholarships from our high school for various things, but I was the only one who got this particular one.
Also, I got a job. SCORE! I'm going to be working part-time at my dojang this summer, helping with their summer camp. Basically, I will be helping the kids with their requirements and all the activities and such. Hope that works out.
And I got another commission. After dropping off the hat on Monday, I got a commission on Tuesday for a scarf. It's not due until the end of July, so I can re-stock my navy blue yarn before then, which is nice.
And I graduate from high school tonight. It's very bittersweet, to be honest. I've had good and bad memories at my school; a good number of the bad ones come from middle school, when everyone was awkward and rather mean. Sometimes, I think that a lot of middle school problems stem from boobs. Some girls grow really big, some girls grow kind of small and kind of late. And all the guys go for the girls who have the chests, and ignore all the rest of us. And since the maturity level is still in the negatives, everyone can get kind of rude about it.
The trouble with my school is that a good number of the kids go to both the middle school and the high school, so most of us remember most of the rest of us during that phase, no matter how attractive anyone else has become since then.
Anyhow, that is all the news I have as of yet. I will be posting again... sometime. As for now, I have to go and write my novel, and try to get through four thousand words in the space of... a few hours. Farewell, readers!
Oh, also: laser tag is fun. I highly reccomend it to anyone who has not partaken in it, especially if you like the Hunger Games. You feel like you're in the arena of the Games, except nobody dies and the point is to get points, not to murder everyone else. That, my friends, is the important difference between "the Hunger Games" and laser tag.
Right. I'm off to write.
Farewell.
