Posted

Oct 1st 2008

Okay, doing NaNoWriMo this year.
WHY YES I AM CRAZY.

For those of you that don't know, NaNoWriMo is National Novel Writing Month. It starts in November and I have a month to write a 50,000 word novel.

I have a few ideas, and I'm currently attempting to steal my sister's old laptop so I can work during school. (Otherwise there's no way I can finish.)

I had a few ideas, but one of them is hitting me in the back of the head by seeming like reality, so I might end up writing that one.

Explanation: I was planning on writing about a club or something at school being
entirely composed of androids, and their advisor (also inventor and evil
genius or something, because you don't just randomly have a club of
androids.) And I had this whole plot all set up about the government
sending in agents and such to find the robots.
Then, during government I saw one of the debate members walk into the
storage room or whatever the hell that is next to the back staircase next to the AP Euro room, and when I was sitting outside the
door of that room during lunch I heard all these weird electronic clicks
and whirring sounds and something that sounded like someone
fastforwarding a cassette tape of a speech or something but slower, and
it was louder than a tape would've been. I just figured it was a
computer or a printer or something. The next day there were these
janitors poking around at the storage rooms and they did NOT look like
janitor types. (This is obviously me being way too suspicious of
everyone, because I'm bored too often, but still.) They opened the door
to the room across from where I was sitting, opened the cabinet that was
in there and rifled through it, reading off some of the titles of books
every so often and such, which seemed like a strange thing for janitors
to be doing. They completely ignored me (because no one pays attention
when you appear to be reading) and opened the door to the other room,
the one I heard the weird noises from, and I moved across the hall so I
could watch. There wasn't anything in there except for some cardboard
boxes and other storage things, no electronics or anything.
One of them kind of growled (seriously, WHAT) and kicked a couple boxes
and said something like, "It's just a bunch of junk." They closed the
door and walked away down the hall.
About ten minutes later, Mr. Teacherman was unlocking the government room because he
was subbing that day, and some female teacher came up to him and started
ranting about some janitors messing around in the book room, and when
she had asked them what they were doing they gave her some sort of
feeble excuse as to what they were doing that didn't make any sense and
she said they couldn't back up at all.
So I was like, D: WHAAAAT. Because my brain gets very, very bored during
school I automatically assumed that these were government agents, or at
least not janitors, looking for something in the storage rooms, and the
debate team members are all androids.
So I've basically gone batshit bonkers, for lack of a better description.

This is probably because I've gotten maybe 4 hours of sleep in the past week, not because the debate team members are androids.

BUT HEY, IT'S A POSSIBILITY, ISN'T IT?

I think I'm going to write something else because this idea is REALLY messing with my head.

And, whoa, typical school moment, just tripped over my bag when the teacher called me up to get my midterm. Didn't fall over completely, but still. BAH, SO CLICHED.
DAISHIPPAI.

There's a pep fest today, so I have to sit outside for half an hour waiting for the bus to get here because there is NO WAY I'm sitting in the school listening to a bunch of screaming people for that long. That's just gross.
I've been discreetly (I hope) stealing paper from the printer in the library because I don't have a sketchbook that fits in my bag right now.
So hopefully there will be art to post by friday.