22nd October

Now playing:

How old are you? I'm older than you'll ever be. I've been dead a thousand years, and lived only two or three. I don't mind telling you : my life was ended by your hand, the kind of murder where nobody dies. But I don't suppose you'd understand. Call off the search; we've found her.

I really should learn to make these entries before I get tired, shouldn't I? It's pathetic really. It's 10pm and already I'm dying to get myself to bed. Year 13 in sixth form really does take it out of you. I guess I never really figured how much it would drain me. And this does NOT bode well for NaNo... XD

Tonight, as well as having Alex and Hazel around to plan everything out for the weekend, I managed to also sit myself down, write an essay and do a little NaNoWriMo planning. I decided that I wanted to have twins in my novel at some point this morning, having known that I wanted one of the twins to exists for a few weeks now. I couldn't decide at first which personality to give to which twin, which took some time to figure out, but now I think I've sorted it out. Cassidy (who is no longer the gang-fight daughter (that's now Ginger)) is going to be the intelligent twin, the one who always comes up with the routines for their acrobatic shows etc. and Vivienne-You-Can-Call-Me-Vee is the 'blonde', not-so-intelligent one. I think it should work well, and I think they might accidentally end up becoming central characters... >_>; Shh, don't tell Ginger, Danger or Q. They might hurt me while I sleep. -ninja-

Anyway. Other than the NaNo planning, and the excitement for this weekend (which is building up nicely now), there's only one more piece of information of any importance. And that, ladies and gentleman, and is that I have managed to nab a spot on the school trip that's going to Stratford to see Romeo and Juliet! Performed by the Royal Shakespeare Company! *scream of excitement*

I was gutted when I found out that we English Lit. students wouldn't be going, but the Lang and Lit kids and the Drama kids would be. However, once I'd resigned myself to this inevitability, an opportunity presented itself when Sarah said to me that her teacher had mentioned that there were five spare tickets. I almost raped her in excitement, asking her to ask said teacher if it would be possible for me to go. And it is. And I am. £27 it costs, but compared to the £130 minimum I'm dishing out this weekend for the London Scene with the girls (and Sam), I think £27 is entirely reasonable, and not at all expensive. XDD

I just REALLY REALLY want to go.
It's all good. Mum agreed.
: D
*does a happy dance*


And now it's bed time. >_o

7 days until NaNoWriMo 2008!

If I am Lolita, then you are a criminal and you should be killed...