I am here because I am bored and I don't want to do my work. Do not expect much from this blog post. You have been warned.

For a while now, I have wanted to be a Youtuber. There are two main reasons for this.

Number One: Friends. There are a lot of Youtubers that I like and would love to be friends with, but unless I become a Youtuber myself, that is virtually impossible. Unless I creepy fangirl stalk them and instead of convincing them that I am a creepy fangirl, somehow give them the impression that I am a friendly awesome person who just happens to comment multiple times on their wall and/or every video they've ever made. Yeah. The Youtuber thing seems more likely.

Number Two: I wanna make videos. I don't know how to make videos. But I wanna. Because it seems cool. All the cool kids is doing it. And I could use subtitles. Because subtitles are awesome. And meekakitty is awesome. And I am like meekakitty, although slightly less hyper and bipolar and red-haired and tall and friendly with a trillion awesome vloggers. So I could maybe do it, if meekakitty can. Not that I'd need half the subscribers she has to be happy. Plus, although I do tend to get obsessed with something very quickly and then ditch my obsession just as quickly, this is one thing I've stayed with for a year and a half. So I can't see myself copping out on vlogging, once I'd started.

Besides, I wouldn't be one of those pain-in-the-ass vloggers that think that every aspect of their lives is fasinating so they must vlog each and every mundane grocery store trip, or every visit to the dog park, or every walk down the damn street that they make and pack it all into 12 minute videos with obnoxious titles like GIRLS ARE WRONG!!! or Do NOT Eat THAT!!!! or GETTING ORAL!!! (abundant with suggestive sayings, capitalized letters, and exclaimations points, of course).

No. I would be more like meekakitty. Probably. And all my videos would be 4 minutes or less and would have a (relatively) concise point. Because who the fuck really wants to sit there for 12 minutes watching you do boring shit that they came on Youtube to avoid doing. No one but the stupid.

I'm in the mood to blog, but not in the mood to think up a topic, so we'll see where this takes me.

I've started school. It was delayed a week because of the massive snow storm we got (which I did try to blog about but it accidentally got erased andthatwasannoyingandI'mtoolazytowriteitagain and stuff).

Scary Scary Math Class is scary, as predicted. I'll feel better when I get the book, so I can look stuff up. My professor rushes through everything so fast that all I do is scribble down whatever he puts on the board: mostly pictures of bell-shaped curves and weird formulas with big sigmas and little sigmas and big N's and little n's and p's and division signs, you get the idea. Its's funny because I took Statistics back in high school but I hated math (still do) and I had friends in that class so I didn't learn a damn thing. Now that I'm taking it again, everything is familiar, but just as confusing. The entire class consists of the professor mentioning things like standard deviation and me thinking to myself "I remember that! I remember not learning anything about that and having it bite me in the ass on every test!". I still don't know anything. But I will when I get that book. God bless books.

My other classes are fine, just a lot of reading. But they're interesting so I don't mind. I even discovered that silent films aren't as creepy/boring as I thought. There does seem to be a lot of slapstick humor, which is different, but kinda cool. And I'm too lazy to finish.

Proust Survey

Got the idea from a blogger who got the idea from a different blogger, who got the idea from a dead French writer named Marcel Proust. Here are my answers to the survey:

What is your greatest fear?
To not be worth loving. Or to die before I've accomplished anything worthwhile. I think they tie.

Which living person do you most admire?
I can't think of a specific person. But I greatly admire people that are strong (but not destructive), self-sufficient, hard-working, determined, passionate, loving, friendly, loyal, willing to do anything to defend someone they love or what they believe in, and willing to accept people the way they are.

Who is your favorite fictional hero?
Mrs. Weasley.

Who are your real-life heros?
I'm not sure. People that fit the description of people I greatly admire. And really good mothers. But I suppose really good mothers would fit that description. Oh well.

What is your most treasured possession?
Right now, I'd say memory.

When and where were you happiest?
I don't know. But this one time- this will sound cheesy- this one time when I was part of a band, there was this song I really liked that we had to play. And you could tell that everyone else liked it too, because we all got into it and wanted it to sound perfect. The way we played, it made me feel like we were all connected. Like, if I played it by myself the song wouldn't sound anywhere near as good, but if it was played without me the song would be missing something. All of us together made it great. It made me feel really good.

What is your most obvious charateristic?
opinionated.

What is the trait you most deplore in others?
selfishness. the complete disregard for anyone else. although arrogance runs a close second (especially if the person has nothing to be arrogant about).

What do you most dislike about your appearance?
Nose.

What do you consider your greatest acheivement?
I don't know. Yelling at Barrett, I suppose.

Where would you like to live?
Europe. Or San Francisco. Or Seattle. Or Japan. Or Africa. Or Turkey. I have no idea.

What is it you most dislike?
bigotry. or unfairness.

What do you value most in your friends?
Sense of humour. Loyalty. Willingness to listen to my problems, help me when I need it, etc.

What is your motto?
I don't know. "Fight for what you believe in", I 'spose.

Who has been the greatest influence on you?
My dad. Even though we have very different beliefs, I'm still a lot like him, and he's helped shape me into who I am.

Update Blog WIth Little To No Transition

I start school in 6 days now. I just got my books yesterday, or most of them. They weren't all there yet.

I did find a phone to bum off someone. It has no keyboard, so it's back to T9 for me. That is interesting. I taught it the word "pissed"! It wasn't in the word bank but I've used it so many times that it knows it now! It also knows "Joshy" (he's one of my friends. I torture him with this nickname). I'll type in "Josh" and it will suggest I put a "y" at the end of it, haha. I find this highly amusing.

My "read 50 books in one year" resolution is dragging a bit. I've only finished two: Nine Stories and Franny and Zooey, both by J.D. Salinger. I'd never read anything by him before, and I had just started getting into him. I was shocked when he died. Not that shocked, the man was 91, but shocked enough because just when I start to show an interest, he's gone. I even had vauge, daydreamy conversations with him in my head. On his work and writing in general. I was hoping to meet him. I never expected to meet him, I read he was a recluse, but just knowing that it was a possibility, even a very small possibility, was nice. I have Raise High the Roofbeam, Carpenters, and Seymour: an Introduction and The Catcher in the Rye on my card. Plan on starting them as soon as I finish The Little Prince by some dead French guy and The Restaurant at the End of the Universe by Douglas Adams.

Oh yes. Recently I;ve decided to try and watch all of the Studio Ghibli films I can get my hands on. So far I've seen Howl's Moving Castle, Castle in the Sky, Princess Mononoke,Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind, Spirited Away, Whisper of the Heart, Kiki's Delivery Service, and My Neighbor Totoro.