Pardon about skipping a week. ...Okay, maybe I should stop apologizing, because I know that this time it was mainly cuz I just didn't feel like writing more than a paragraph, which happened to be the following:
So it turned out obersten actually did get my story! Apparently he liked it, but he hadn't bothered to put it up for everyone else yet, if he was actually planning to do so. He's such a nice guy! *pleased* Too bad he has interests in things that end up mingled in his posts that make me so uncomfortable. *the trauma though* *this is why I never looked at Tumblr before*
I also planned to show off my new nailz, since they have that cool sugar-textured polish. And my new cat's on my thumb.
Yaaas, Dr. Seuss footie PJs in the background.
I actually thought up a new song just yesterday! It's been a while since I've done so. I'm gonna post it in a few weeks, though- will give me the opportunity to revise later if I need to.
It came about when I was watching a girl with the YouTube channel Doddleoddle. She's really quite talented. I like how she is willing to perform songs she wrote about anything, which makes me feel a little better about my own. I like how she includes her little sister into some of the videos. And I like how she puts so much emotion into her performance when she sings. I mean, the lyrics aren't about death, and she's playing the freaking ukelele, but she can manage to make it such a sad song if she so desires.
Anyway, I think I was inspired by her songs, cuz at some point I suddenly thought of the line "you remind me of my dreams" even though it didn't really have anything to do with anything. I wrote it down, and suddenly I had more ideas as to how I continue that, and oops, I wrote a song. It's more like her style than my older stuff. Or just influenced by her style, I dunno.
Pretty soon in the process it suddenly became about Coatrack. Like, a letter to him. I don't know why, but the "you remind me of my dreams" thing seemed perfect, so it's kinda a chorus or running theme in there. I was thinking, maybe if I felt confident enough (cuz I had another wake up call yesterday that my voice actually isn't all that good) that I'd record it and send it to him via text on my last day here...
Coincidentally, Coatrack texted me this morning, so we're currently chatting by messages.
Would it be a good idea to do the song? I'm really unsure about it...
Let's keep going, shall we?
Last week my parents and I watched Little Big Soldier, which had a few great moments and quotes ("How wonderful! I am alive!", "In the wok, both the eagles and chicks are just meat.", and we can't forget the insult "little potato!"). Luv you, Jackie Chan~
We also saw The Saratov Approach, which we wanted to watch ever since it came out but never did. It was really good, trust me. It scrambled up my heart guts a little, but in a good way. Respect for the missionaries leveled up!
I did a rough draft for a drawing last week where it'd be Ed and his family from A Boy Named Ed walking down the street together, and on the side or corner or something I wanna write "How good to be alive", which was from a LDS Youth song I heard and suddenly inspired me to draw this. As expected, it looks horrible, but I'd drawn it knowing it definitely would not be considered a final product, just a sketch. I wonder when I'll have the motivation to draw the final draft...
My dad had sent me and my mom and sister a quiz he'd found online that determined how you were cognitively... It had almost 50 questions, I think, so that part wasn't fun. But the results surprised me with the accuracy. I clicked on the descriptions of the main cognitive development profile it placed me with and its two runner-ups... And they sounded so much like how I really am. Seeing those descriptions of basically who I am gave me a sense of, like, being totally understood by someone, even though whoever wrote those descriptions didn't know it. It was a really great feeling, and I seriously nearly teared up. How couldn't I? I mean, I knew I was being understood, but this whole thing meant there were people that thought the same way I did everywhere, a few of them maybe even with the exact same results as mine.
It was also nice to see that there was an emphasis in the descriptions that I had firm beliefs and standards and was unshakable, unable to be swayed away from them for anything, no matter the situation or decision I had to make. I knew that probably (*coughdefinitelycough*) had to do with the gospel. The true believers have a firm foundation and stick to their values, right?
I was surprised to see that my dad had actually come up with a few of the same results, though it wasn't all of them. I didn't think we were very alike in that aspect... Like father, like daughter, I guess.
So my results were INFP, ENFP, and ISTJ. I wonder if I did this quiz again when I'm a lot older I'd have the same results...
I'll jump back to this week for a moment to say we finally saw The Minions at home. We waited a while, I know. We might've gone to see it in Mexico months ago, but my sis didn't want to. Also, a guy came to our apartment yesterday and bought our couch, so we're once again couch-less. At least there's more room for the table now. *shrug*
Okay, I have three more topics left, but not sure what order to do... Eh, I guess chronologically.
So, since my current school is always too cold for me, I've been mastering the art of layers- I mean, I'm used to doing layers, but not to this extent. It's basically part of my winter fashion 2015 to have layers. Anyway, one day I put too many layers on, and I was getting a little too hot. Then, after a while, my heart/chest area had that odd sting-ish, burn-ish pain that occurs when I've done more exercise than I can handle (yes, the exact same pain), and I was like "whaaaaaaat?" So is that really from me overheating, not working my heart too much? Or is it both? I don't even know anymore!
Last week, one of the days in Health was about depression and suicide. Coatrack had actually told me it would happen the Friday before, and I sort of wish he actually didn't, because after that I ended up contemplating about Darkrai and my sis and their lives for about as long as I used to, which I don't think is usually a healthy amount, and I kept worrying about if I was gonna end up having a hard time during the class. Though it's still a little bit of a sensitive subject to me, I actually was pretty much okay during the class, actually, and I learned stuff. I now hold respect for the people that do the suicide hotlines and stuff, because it turns out some of them actually grapple with depression themselves- so they know what it feels like- and they decided they wanted to help whoever they can with their problems, so they volunteered for the hotline. Coatrack said he wanted to volunteer too, but the location they do it at is a little too far.
Ya know, I really wish I knew more about him. I know when I'm with my good friends I tend to end up disclosing more information about myself than they do about their lives. (🎤I wanna know, can you show me? I wanna know about the strangers like me🎶) I bet you're interesting, but you don't tell me more!
Last item on the list: I read a book titled Repossessing by A. M. Jenkins. There was some stuff I liked about it. Like, for example, it had an interesting take on the whole "heaven and hell" thing. And the main character also was just so excited to finally experience being human. He relished in taste and touch and seeing and hearing ("Fascinating!") and it was heartwarming. We really are lucky to have all these things, and it kinda gave me more appreciation for life.
I really don't think I should be like "I totes recommend!" though, because there were things in the book that I really wish weren't there. I had to skip a whole chapter that was about... *shiver* I can't say it.
So... my feelings about the book are mixed. As much as it made me smile, it equally or more made me cringe.
I heard we're having tempura today, which I'm excited about, so I'll just leave you now and hope I didn't forget something! Bai!
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