Poisonbutt Bible + Xmas Music

Wazzup, internet. I'm having a pretty rough time. See, I have to write this essay (well, revise this essay) about The Poisonwood Bible. This really shouldn't be as hard as I'm making it, but there are so many other things I would rather do. Hold up, my jam just came on Pandora!

Oh yeah. That was good. I love me some Mariah Carey (Holiday) on Pandora. I have to listen to Christmas music to get anything productive done. Annnyywayyss, what was I saying? Oh yes, Poisonbutt Bible (that's what I've been naming it as a file). I seriously need to revise that damn thing. It is just so tedious to have to google an essay, you know? Just kidding. I do my own work. I don't actually read the books, but I write the essays and that's what counts, right? Hahahahahaha ughhhhhhhhhhhhh. I'm not ready for this. I need to get to sleep at a reasonable time tonight.

Anyone else done with school? Ooooh. Thunder is happening outside my house. 

You know who I've become obsessed with lately? Cara Delevingne. She is gorg. I would be a-ok if she dated Harry Styles. Because they're just so cute together. 

I dunno if this picture is real or not, but it damn well should be.  Jesus Christ that is a perfect couple if I've ever seen one. Seriously, I need them to get married and have a million babies. They're both just so beautiful.

Good God, I CANNOT wait for winter! It will be all snowy and white and I can drink tea inside and take pictures of snow-covered buildings.

I really love taking pictures of buildings, I've discovered. There's just something about the way they look and all of the possible ways to capture them. Sorry, that was kinda dorky in an architectural way.

I would also say that I'm excited to not shave my legs, but I've already been putting that off. I'm going to need a weed-wacker to trim these hams. Seriously, I have the legs of a 40 year old man right now. 

Ah. The perks of being alone--er, I mean happily single...

Okay, It's 11:30. I should finish that stupid essay. Uggghhh.

Byeeeeeeeeeee. xx

camera

Hello internet. I got all of my camera stuff yesterday! It's a Canon Rebel T3i. It is pretty dope.

I'm also officially a member of the yearbook photo staff! I think Junior year is gonna be my year. I'm really psyched. I'm feeling good. I haven't felt good in a long time.

Time for a rant. I have two friends named Andrew and Sadie. Last year, something happened between them. Sadie liked Andrew and basically told everyone that they were going out like the crazy-obsessive person she is. (Side-note, she tells everyone that she really really likes a guy every time she likes someone, then when she finds out that they don't like her that way, BECAUSE SHE NEVER TELLS THEM SHE LIKES THEM, she whines and cries and says "Guys this always happens 2 me! I'm so sad and lonely and give me attention and feel bad for me!") Anyways, she told everyone but him that she liked him and he thought she just wanted a makeout buddy. So blah blah blah he turned her down she whined and sulked. What I'm saying is that now Andrew likes Sadie and she doesn't feel the same way so she's leading him on to get back at him. Andrew thinks he has a chance with her. Sadie is telling people that he doesn't. I told her to flat out tell him that so she doesnt break his adorable little heart, and she fucking told him that it could hapPEN IF HE WON HER TRUST. 'IF HE WON HER TRUST' MEANS THERE IS A CHANCE. I'm going to kill her. Andrew is the sweetest guy in the world (he's super attractive as well and I would try to hit that if he was into me) and he does not deserve the bullshit Sadie is throwing his way. I want to mUrDeR her.

Well, I need to go apply for the Future Doctors seminars for the U of U.

Byeeeeeeee xo

First Post

Hello, internet. It is 12:52 am and I should be preparing myself for a stress-filled day of school with some sleep. But of course, I made a blog instead. I don't actually know what the point of a blog is, it seems like an online diary to me (thanks, Awkward.) but I'm just gonna roll with it. 

Uh, I suppose an introduction is in order? My name is November, I am 16, and I don't sleep when I should. This feels like an AA meeting. Okay, so I also live in a small town and go to a local high school and I would like to be a surgeon when I grow up.

My interest in becoming a surgeon was brought into play when I started watching Grey's Anatomy. Jesus Christ, that is a quality show. I mean, it's kind of just about sex, but there are some medical aspects to it. I know that in real life, the doctors don't do it in the on-call room. I also know that there aren't as many crazy medical cases in real life. I know that med school is difficult. I know that med school is expensive. The reason I want to be a surgeon is simply because it interests me. I think it would be cool to cut someone open. I think it would be the coolest thing ever, actually. I like the idea of living at the hospital, of not having time for a family or a social life; most would find this aspect daunting, but I find it rather charming. It's a practical career choice as well, because people are always sick. As long as there are people in the world, surgeons will have a job.

I signed up for a bunch of medical seminars at the local college. I'm really stoked. This will be a good way for me to find out if I really want to do this, before I spend a shit ton of money on college and decide that I actually hate cutting people open.

I might have a job taking pictures of homes for my mom's friends who are realtors. I probably will get the job. My mom is going to Best Buy tomorrow to get my early Christmas present: a Canon Rebel t3i. I am unbelievably excited. Tomorrow I am taking pictures of our house, to show Tonja and Dave, that I can take decent photos of houses. (Side note: Tonja and Dave are the previously mentioned realtors and my house looks like a model home.) I'm going to have a pretty good day tomorrow! Hopefully...

Good night.