Thursday, March 22, 2012

*Grr*... Such People...

I would apologize for not posting anything for two weeks (even though there're at least fifteen new posts in my blog feed from the last week alone). I would even go as far to excuse myself by informing you of the SATs I've had to endure, but to be honest, they were just over the past two days, and I only studied on Monday. *cough*

So no, I'm not apologizing, nor am I making excuses, but I did have to bring up the SATs so this story will make sense.

The first two sections were over vocabulary and reading comprehension. Without too much difficulty, they were over and the teacher called a break, so like many others, I took the opportunity to use the restroom. And there I heard the most awful things.

Girl 1 - "Oh my gosh, I hate reading!"

Girl 2 - "Yeah, I know; I just read the questions and went back and found the answers."

Girl 1 - "I wish I thought of that! I had to read the whole thing."

Girl 3 - "I just skimmed and it was still torture."

After they left, I stormed out to wash my hands. A friend of mine looked over at me, grinned, and patiently stood by to wait out my rampage. I mean, seriously, who not only complains about reading, but has the audacity to hate it?

~Charli Rae |Job 39:19-25|

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Ramblings - Feel Free to Ignore

This week was/is my mom's spring break. We explored Downtown Disney on Monday, but other than that, we haven't really celebrated her week-of-no-school. Why not? Because, crazy lady that she is, she's spending it studying. No homework, no tests. Just studying.

I admire my mother so much. If I were her, what precious little amount of brains I have would have leaked out my ears by now.

Anyway, I'm sure this comes across as a shock... *cough*intensesarcasm*cough*... but I just can't commit to a book. As soon as the thought, "Y'know, I think I'll try to get 12:10 done this year," crosses my mind, I get a flood of ideas for Riding Orion and its fellow (eek! what a word! how do you say that?!). So how does one react to that? By working on them both, of course. Skatterbrained-ness has to come in handy for something.

But I thought you all might be interested (or not, but please pretend) in 12:10, because... *brrrrrrrrrrbumbadum*

It's a comic book!!

Yeah, we'll see how that turns out. I've only really glanced over comic books (though I'm a huge fan of superheroes) and I have no idea how to write one (well, how could I, when I don't even read them?). But I think that's what makes it so much fun. Not to mention it's about 11/12-year-olds, so I get to mess around with the humor a lot more. And my dad (amazing person that he is) not only loves comic books but used to work for Diamond Comic Distributors, Inc. My parents are my heroes.

That said, let's talk about sewing. Or rather, I'll talk about sewing and let you close your browser whenever you get bored (which, if you're smart, was about four paragraphs ago). My medieval dress has gone nowhere. The forlorn pieces are lying in a crate in my desk (that's right, not under - in), waiting hopelessly for me to put them together. But I just... have no excuse. I'm a lazy bum.

But I am going to sew a gauntlet. Not two, just one. For the left arm. Why? 'Cause Ben has a bunch of archery stuff and, while having fun and shooting people (with carefully foam-wrapped arrows), I obliviously scraped the bowstring against my forearm whenever I fired. It left a really big bruise.

Well. I'm exhausted. If you read this far, comment and tell me -- I will stick by you for the rest of my life. Well, until you admit I'm incredibly annoying, at least.

So what do you think? Any comic-book-writing advice? Or suggestions for the gauntlet? Or a way to overcome my laziness and sew that dress?

~Charli Rae |Job 39:19-25|