The Bright and Happy Post

It seems that I've really abandoned my blog as of late...

Let me update you:

I had a surprisingly good mark in my Latin exam that (sadly enough) didn't count. I still feel really unsure whether I'll pass the real thing in April, though. I feel I just scraped by on a combination of luck and getting an easy passage to translate this time... So yeah, still very anxious about that exam in April.

Then, there's the cold. No, I don't mean the cold outside, which has mercifully departed. I mean my runny nose and my sore neck and throat and generally feeling down and like crap. Oh joy...

Been reading a lot in my free time lately. Not that I have much free time. And I also got into the bad habit again of going to bed really late. Which makes me feel tired all the time. Still nothing happening on the writing front. I just can't let myself get absorbed by a story idea if I have all these little things I need to do (like study Latin, and study some more Latin) nagging at my brain all the time.

On the whole, a really happy and bright blog post, don't you think?

(I just accidentally typed "bog" instead of "blog". Now there's a funny typo.)

The Earthquake

Yesterday, shortly before midnight, there was an earthquake. In Switzerland. Yeah. It never happens until it does. It was a bit creepy, actually, since I was in my room which is on the upper floor of our house, and the whole floor just shook, and everything lying around rattled, and then it was already over before I truly realized what was going on.

Today is the last day of my pitifully short holidays. I only got half of the things done that I wanted to get done. That is so me. Still haven't worked on my story idea, yet. However, I did sign up for Camp NaNoWriMo just this morning. NaNo is great, and I think it wouldn't hurt to try it during summer. I kind of need that little extra push to actually write. Sad, I know, but self-discipline isn't one of my prominent traits.

The... er, what was it? Ah, yes, the Awkward Moment

You know what I hate? When I get two sentences mixed up in my head and then say a jumbled mess that nobody understands. Or when I start suffering from sudden mind blanks. It's okay when that happens with somebody I know well because then you can just say it again, or think about what you meant to say, but when it happens at work, and I'm trying to say a nice goodbye... and then I just go like, "Thanks you," or "have a nice weekend!" on Tuesday... or "Would you like... er... sorry, just forgot what I wanted to ask. Ah, yes, would you like a bag?"

I feel so idiotic sometimes.

And then I laugh and blush about it afterwards when I'm safely shut up in my room where nobody can see me.

I have this story idea. I think I mentioned it before, the one that was inspired by Viva la Vida by Coldplay. It's gonna be a fantasy story, which means world building, yay! I have this love/hate relationship with world building. It's fantastic when you get to make up a whole world, but... oh, the effort it takes. So much naming, so much inventing, so much creativity needed... and sometimes, when my creativity is taking a break, I just get nowhere with it. I like the drawing maps part, though. That's always fun. I feel like God sometimes. Not that I know what God feels like.

God probably laughs at me when I splutter out random nonsense. Words out of the blender that is my mind. Oh, seems like my creativity is done napping and is now in horrible metaphor mode.

The Morning After

Don't you love that feeling of accomplishment when you can go to bed at night, knowing you have done everything on your to-do list? Well, I did love the feeling last night, but now it's the morning after... A new to-do list, new tasks to complete, and I just feel so... energy-less. (Mental note: find a better word for that.)

What really made my day was my mom asking me to vacuum the whole upper floor of our house. Just the cherry on top.

What's that now? I'm complaining again? Sorry, bad habits. They like to stick around.

Well, I'm off to do stuff now. Toodles!

The Little Magical Things

I've spent the last three days learning the song Viva La Vida by Coldplay by heart. It's such a great song, and so inspiring... Actually, it has inspired me to write a fantasy story, since it's about kings and such. But I'm not giving too much away here because I first want to see if the idea is any good, and thus need to explore it a bit more.

Saturday night I was going home by tram, and I had the pleasure of being the only passenger in there. Kind of creepy. And kind of cool. I love the city by night. It's like walking through a dark forest; danger could be lurking anywhere, and you feel so good when you reach the sanctuary of home unharmed.

"Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing,
Roman cavalry choirs are singing."

I mean, what's it about, really? I love lyrics that make me think.

"Baby, baby, baby, oh,
Like baby, baby, baby oh..."

Yeah, those lyrics don't make me think. At all. They just make me roll my eyes.

My mom ordered a horoscope for me for Christmas, and she forgot to give it to me until yesterday. So many things that were in there about me were true. It's fascinating how somebody can get all this from the stars. I don't know whether I should believe in astrology or not, but I think I really want to believe in it. It's such a cool concept. Almost a little bit magical.

(Friday's sunrise)

The Cold Cold Day

It's sooo freezing today. Minus eight degrees Celsius. During the day. My fingers went all red and numb when I was trying to read the newspaper at the train station. And there's this mean wind, too.

I was quite glad when I reached home. Not looking forwards to going outside again tomorrow because they say it's gonna be even colder.

So when I came home, I studied quite dutifully for two hours. I made tea and lit candles to bring some warmth to the affair. Then I went to stand by the heater. I could stand by the heater all day. It's a rather good place to think.

I somehow like it when it's that cold outside. Then you always have the warm interior to look forwards to. And everything seems so much cozier inside.

Song for today: Cry Sometimes by Kate Earl