Party Girl

So I was hostessing at work today. This is a very, very simple task that involves seating people at various tables on a rotation. Not hard.

Today started out like any other day. I went in, my manager told me things that I already knew because he likes to repeat himself, and I started working.

Today a very nice lady decided to approach me... Speaking French. As sad as I am to say this, I don't speak French. I knew enough to know that she was asking me if I spoke French, but all I could do was shake my head. She then asked me, in Spanish, if I spoke Spanish. I realize that supposedly, I've been learning Spanish since the first grade (had I stayed at the elementary school that I was in for kindergarten, I would have actually learned French instead... and Japanese) I am not a fluent Spanish speaker. Not even close - although my Spanish 211 class in college helped out a lot. Anyway, the moment I sat her at her table, I was sorely tempted to run out of the restaurant and buy every Rosetta Stone within a ten mile radius.

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On another note, I was woken up a few days ago at 9:30 in the morning by my good friend J. J and I have a really great friendship, but after reading the text he sent me, I definitely started doubting whether or not I could consider him a friend.

His text read "Have you read all the Harry Potter books?"

..... Yes. Yes I have. I am an avid Harry Potter fan, so much so that for a brief period of time, I could have accurately described myself as a FanGirl.

"Does Dumbledore die?"

..... I'm an aspiring author. Why would I give away such key plot points?! As I look back on it, I really wish that I had created some complete nonsense story and fed it to him. Instead, I took a deep breath and gave a vague sketch of the plot. I'm a terrible person.

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My all-time favorite band, McFly, just released their new single to the radio. The song is called "Party Girl."

Let me declare something: I love McFly. I've been a HUGE supporter of their music ever since I stumbled across them in 2005. They resurrected Brit Pop from an untimely grave. Their song "Five Colours in Her Hair" was incredible (especially the re-make that they did for their US album), so was their last single "One for the Radio." That song was a bit more mainstream that I had previously seen them do, but it was still along the lines of McFly awesomeness. Of course, my favorite McFly song was "Transylvania" on their Motion In The Ocean album.

But I digress.

Their new song, titled "Party Girl" surprised me. Maybe it was the random female voice at the beginning. Maybe it was the synth. Maybe it was the way I kept expecting to hear "caught in a bad romance..." after the first five seconds...

Please don't get me wrong. I don't hate it. I still love McFly. Danny, Dougie, Tom, and Harry all have my heart (though Dougie is still my favorite). I will still buy the album when it comes out September 6th. I was just a bit surprised and disappointed that they sound exactly like everything else on the radio these days. I'm hoping that the album will show a bit more variety. But like Tom said when he introduced the song on a British radio station a few days ago. "It's the end of the beginning."

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Facebook just bumped me off for site maintenance. It's sad that this bothers me so much. I feel like I shouldn't be so dependent on the internet. And yet here I sit, holding six different conversations, playing music, checking my e-mail, and writing this post when I should be fast asleep for my morning shift tomorrow. Hmmm. Oh well :)

Party Girl by McFly

The Blank Static Screen

My friend, R, has been giving me grief about writing a blog for my band, LIN. I am of the opinion that this blog will be terribly boring until things actually start *happening* with my band. As of now, my band mate is four hours away from me and we haven't written anything new in ages. I just haven't felt like music-writing.

HOWEVER

I did finally break my writer's block! It took a terrible thunder storm and a close call with a bolt of lightning to bring the words back to me. Which is weird, but I'm not going to question, I'm just going to roll with it. Thanks to the return of my senses, I might actually reach my self-imposed deadline. The book *might* actually be finished by the end of summer.

I'm so excited about the close of this book. There are only a few more scenes that I have to work to piece together, and then of course I have to write the final ending. But it's going to be beautiful when I finally finish.

I'm hoping that Warped Tour will help to fuel the fire that's been started inside of me, forging the words that I type out. All of the excitement is exactly what I need. Right now I have my iTunes library on shuffle to give me some random music that I haven't listened to in forever. There are so many songs that I haven't actually listened to - for good reason - but now they're helping my concentration since I can't sing along to them.

The Blank Static Screen by VersaEmerge

Fuzzy Blue Lights

I feel like I've hit a solid brick wall in every single creative endeavor I've ever started. There's no music inside of me right now, and the words that usually flow into a story have all but dried up. In the past two weeks, I've been able to play only covers and have written three sentences in my book. I'm so incredibly frustrated.

I've taken to having random adventures, hoping that they'll spur me into writing something, anything, that could be remotely useful.

Two nights ago, my friends C, J, J, and I played putt-putt. On a whim, we decided that we would go ahead and spend the extra $3 to play on the bumper boats. It was WORTH IT. I don't think I've ever had so much fun in my life. We all got soaked and proceeded to buy a deck of cards and play B/S at a local coffee shop. I adore B/S.

I'm getting super-psyched for the my Ultimate Adventure, going to Warped Tour. There are going to be so many incredible bands performing. I was surprised that I actually knew most of them, haha. It's going to be an incredible day.

Only a few more weeks until E, M, and I move into our new apartment. I can't wait to get back to writing music with E. Maybe it'll go better than it has with me on my own.

Fuzzy Blue Lights by Owl City

Lost

My adventurous trip to PA via train with E and J was sadly cancelled. I am super, super bummed. Although since it was supposed to be a surprise for M, she shouldn't be too upset.

Anyway, it was cancelled because the money that I was supposed to put forward for my train ticket will now be paying for another kind of ticket. It turns out that the tags on my Cobalt expired back in February, during my two-month absence from home. Dad failed to change them out, so I was given a $155 ticket. The really sad thing was that I was on my way to Church when I got the ticket. Gee, thanks.

Anyway, my exciting adventure at Cracker Barrel starts tomorrow morning at 10:30. I'm also going to sign my resignation papers at Forever 21. I feel kind-of sad about it. I was getting used to F21... Oh well. I'm going to look so ridiculous in my outfit. I had to buy a boys size shirt to wear since they were the only ones with "button-down collars." Stupid shirts.

I can't wait to hit up my college town as soon as possible. It's going to be crazy-awesome fun. And E's coming down in a few days to bum around with me. My small town has no idea what it's in for with the two of us running around. HA.

Lost by Saving Jane

La La Lie

So R, C, J, K and I saw Toy Story 3 the other night. ... ... ... It exceeded my highest expectations and made my night! I adored how it kept with the childhood amazingness of the first movie.

I started tearing apart my Band Story today (yeah, I know I said I was doing that a while ago, but I'm easily distracted and other things came up). I deleted an entire chapter so far, cutting out the role of a main character who I had completely forgotten to give a last name to. Obviously he wasn't too very important. He still has a tiny role at the beginning, otherwise I would have felt bad. Cutting a character's role isn't like killing a character off entirely. I did that once, and I felt haunted for weeks after. No doubt I'll have to do it again, but I dislike it and for now, no one has to die. Maybe a drug incident or something, but not death. Not in this story.

Anyway, I'm having to redefine a lot of the characters because of their shaky basis. I figure since all I'm doing is working and bumming around, I might as well get something done. I have less than fifty days, and it's not looking very good.

I can't wait to get out of this town and be with my college friends again. I love my friends here, don't get me wrong, but I miss my freedom. Last night I rolled into the driveway at five in the morning (right before the sun came up) thinking that since I beat the sun, I wasn't late. That is not the belief shared by my parents. I'm surprised that I'm not locked away in my room until the end of the summer, but they were just upset that they didn't know where I was/ what might have happened to me/ if I was alive or not....... yeaaaaaaah.

La La Lie by Jack's Mannequin

Sit Still

So I started writing these Character Sketches of all of my awesome characters a few nights ago. I spent three hours deconstructing the main character, figuring that Min would be the hardest. But alas, her boy is much more difficult to accurately describe. There's this whole problem where I've built him up so much in my mind, and I have to realize that he's not perfect. Oh, Alex. He *would* be the one to give me trouble.

I'm really looking forward to getting to the rest of the band. Tim, Scott, and Oliver are sure to amuse me while I'm figuring them out.

On another note, TOY STORY THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm so incredibly excited about seeing this movie. Which is weird, because while I think of Toy Story as an authentic Disney movie, and I adore Disney, I still haven't seen the Princess and the Frog. I feel weird about a movie that's supposed to be the next Classic Disney movie with the next Disney Princess. Maybe I'm just too old to really integrate a new Princess into my mind. I mean, Kingdom Hearts has kind-of established the Disney Princesses. Although.... Alice wasn't a princess... And Pocahontas wasn't in the game. Which was lame, because Pocahontas was totally a Disney Princess. Okay, now my head is spinning. Suffice it to say I am incredibly excited for the movie on Friday, with my favorite boys. It should be good fun.

45 days until August. 53 days until we move into our apartment!!!

Sit Still by Brightwood

Reflections...

So today I had an interview. It went rather well. I was happy with it :) I've gotten the hang of this interview-thing. Haha. Anyway.

After I got through the questioning and the pretending-to-be-a-happy-bubbly-person thing, I decided to hit the pool. I've restarted reading The Eye of The World (Book 1: Wheel of Time) because it's a paperback and I figured if I dropped it in the water, I could start replacing my paperback WoT books with hardbacks. I got really into it, and am sunburnt because of it.

After I put the book down, I began reflecting on my own book (as of yet, still untitled) and I can't say that I'm happy about the way it's going. There's so much work yet to do. My characters need to be more fleshed out. They're still 2-D. I'm boggled by just how much I have yet to do; it almost hurts to think about. I've done so much with this story, but it's still not where I want it to be. But I still love writing, and I'll continue until I finish this stupid story about a band and a silly girl with a guitar. My new timeline for it still says that I should finish the rough draft by the end of the summer. Hopefully, I'll be completely finished with it by the beginning of next summer. By then, I can start peddling it to agents and publishing companies. We'll see. I have big hopes for it. And if it doesn't work out at first, Jane Austen was turned down time and time again as well.

47 more days until August. The days seem to be going by even slower than I could have imagined. There's just so much to do. And so much muck in my head that I can hardly think straight most of the time. I'm such a silly, silly girl.

Reflections by Lost In Normandy