1) Degrassi. Is too addicting. Must stop watching. I get the idea that more people in America watch this show than in Canada, even though it's a Canadian show. Uh, I think it's time for college to start again, because I'm getting too bored. All I want to do is watch TV, be on the Internet, and sleep. And not write.
2) Michael Jackson's death. I know this is a late realization. So you know, I never listened to MJ's music until he died. After it happened, since it was all over everything, I started to get into it, and guess what? I love it! I haven't been listening to anything except his stuff lately. And now I'm upset because I'm obviously an awful person for not appreciating a musical genius until he's no longer with us. I felt so guilty I actually prayed about it, so maybe God can relay my messages along. No seriously. I don't think I've ever felt this guilty about a celebrity dying before. So...I'll probably be watching the memorial on Tuesday.
3) Fourth of July baby. I hope everyone had an awesome 4th of July. It was raining here (LAME), but it stopped at night in time for the fireworks show. Then we had skillet cookies and all was well. So anyway, I knew during the election season (because I am a CANDIDATE STALKER; watch out 2012) that Malia Obama was a 4th of July baby. My friends and I were talking about how cool it would be to have a birthday then. It is probably the only cool holiday in which to have a birthday. Christmas? No. Everyone will simply use the excuse to give you one set of presents instead of two. But 4th of July? Party! You get fireworks on your b-day. How fabulous. Anyway, so if it's possible, I would like to have a 4th of July baby. Someone pointed out it would actually not be that fun because you would be in the hospital all day in labor. But that's only one year. The rest of your life you can be like, "Hey, I have a 4th of July baby! What now? That makes me more patriotic than you." BAM.
4) Have a better writing week. Last week was awful. I skipped at least two days, and I didn't write more than 1,000 words on the other days to make up for it. I am in the throes of the dreaded midway slump. I don't know what it is that makes the middle of a story so hard to get through. But I am having an awful time with it. Probably not helping at all that I keep getting sidetracked by Michael Jackson music videos. And Degrassi. Plus, rehearsal for Sound of Music starts this week and ajskdfioejakl;sdflkdjsk. Meltdown.
I miss Beauty and the Beast. Speaking of which, I saw the Beast at the fireworks, and since I couldn't remember his name, I hailed him down by screeching, "Beast! Beast!" It was really inconspicuous, let me tell you.
Um, sorry for getting too off topic. It's Monday. Tell me your writing goal! Make me feel less lame for slacking off last week! And give me some tips about how to work my way through The Midway Slump!