Twenteen and counting...

Today at around 4:01 PM, I will officially be twenteen. A big shout out and thank you to everyone who wished me well for my birthday! You guys are awesome -- or as my good friend Tegan puts it, "awesometastic!" :)

As you can probably guess, I still wish I could be a teenager forever. Whereas most people would rub their hands together with sheer delight at the prospect of getting one step closer to the legal drinking age limit, it wouldn't have mattered much to me. I kind of like my liver the way it is. Okay.. maybe when I turn 21 next year, I'll  indulge in a couple sips of white wine. It's the only alcoholic beverage that tastes as sweet as it smells. But anyway, that's besides the point.

Do I even have a point? (Laughs to Self.)

This might just be one of my rambling blog posts, unfocused and everywhere all at once, so please just bear with me if you're actually reading this.

I've been feeling a bit scatterbrained lately, ever since I became Worthy Advisor of my assembly in Rainbow. Just yesterday the girls and I initiated 4 new members -- my youngest sister Juvy, Judith's friend Julia, and two other girls from another assembly in upstate. It was a LONG day of rehearsals (the entire afternoon and evening), and after memorizing paragraphs and pages of the ceremony, all of that hard work paid off. I'm so happy that my friends in Rainbow have done a great job. Let your true colors always shine through! :)

That's us Rainbow girls up there. ;)

Hmm... what else? Sports.
I don't follow football, but I just thought it would be interesting to mention that the priest that visited my church today made a somewhat funny joke at the end of mass. We all knew which team he was rooting for -- because God was supposedly rooting for them, as well. And good for them -- the Saints won! :)

On the other hand, switching over to the sport that I actually do follow.... The Knicks really need to pick it up a little and kick it up another notch! From the looks of it, the dream of making it to the playoffs seems a little farther and farther with each loss.

This pic above pretty much says it all...
I just hope the Knicks beat the Sacramento Kings tomorrow!

And let's see... School.
My classes are getting along fine. One of these classes is a requirement for all Psych majors -- Psych 248: Statistical Methods in Psychology (a very expensive class, I might add, due to the required texts). I was freaking out Thursday night because of the mumbo jumbo in my textbook regarding central tendency. It comes as no surprise that mean, median, and mode would be the concepts discussed in the chapters, but reading it was just so long and the explanations so confusing that I pretty much panicked for a bit. But after making myself a soothing cup of hot papaya-and-pomegranate tea, I calmed down a little and tried to take a stab at my homework.

After that, I signed onto Facebook and at the request of my friend Kim, I signed onto AIM. The funny thing was, I had to relearn how to use it and forgot the online aliases of a majority of the people on my buddy list. The only ones I remembered were my close friends' screen names. But everything else was just a blur. I would clean out the clutter, but I don't want to accidentally delete anyone. Because that would be inadvertently mean.

Sometimes it's a little awkward to talk someone via IM, especially if they're IMing you or you're IMing them for the first time. Since there's obviously no way to decipher who's who on the basis of facial recognition, we're forced to ask the impertinent question of "WHO ARE YOU?" (Not in caps lock, of course... but don't deny it. You were probably thinking in caps lock inside your head, like a fight or flight reflex at encountering an unfamiliar stimulus.) But then a silly giggle escapes your breath once you realize the person behind the unfamiliar screen name is actually a really nice girl you shared your Math B class with in high school. Another thing that I had to retrain my brain to get accustomed to was the experience of having three different conversations at once.

Multi-tasking gets a bit more complicated with AIM -- at least, in my recent experience. I just need to get the hang of it again.

Some people have been wondering how far I've come so far with my novel. Eighteen chapters (about 120 pages), is the status as of now. But with the spring semester of my college sophomore year starting, I haven't had the time to outline and sketch out Chapter 19. When I try, my brain feels a little fried from everything else I've been reading or studying, or my hand would feel a little achy from scribbling notes down all day. Other days, I just feel like this poor little kitten:

But I'll get back to the story when I can. I'm trying to take things a little easy in my free time. But I'm keeping my mind open to new possibilities and new twists and turns that pop in my head occasionally that could possibly work for Danica & co. I'm trying to draw inspiration from my Theatre 101 class - some of the plays that we're going to read seem very promising. So I shall soak in all of it, and squeegee my creativity onto the pages of my novel whenever I get the chance.

Speaking of theatre, I have to see a theatre production within this month for a review paper to be submitted in March. The Hunter College theatre department, while very good at announcing free performances at Hunter for students toting a Hunter ID card, won't actually have another production until April. How unfortunate for me. So I had to ask my mother if she could somehow get an employee discount at her job for some cheap Broadway tickets. I'm kind of hoping she can score some for Wicked.

I would LOVE to defy gravity if I could. ;)

As for other awesometastic performances...
The conclusion of the mini-series of "Emma" on Masterpiece Theatre Classic on PBS was tonight. I have yet to see it, and I can hardly wait to switch on the television tomorrow once my Statistics homework is all done and after I've eaten at least three helpings of my birthday cake. Jonny Lee Miller as Mr. Knightley just gets better and better with each performance. This guy is an amazing actor! You should see him portray the poet Lord Byron in the BBC production of "Byron". PLUS, he's pretty dreamy... almost hotter than Gallo.

I explored the website for "Emma" and was just clicking through. I guess you could say I became somewhat obsessed with this movie. It's just that GOOD. You've got to see it -- the full episodes are online (until March 9th)! But anyway, I took a fun quiz -- "Bachelors of Highbury quiz" -- and guess who's my perfect match?

I just about swooned when I found out the result. I wish I had my own Mr. Knightley for Valentine's Day. I really, really, really want the DVD!!!!!!!! :)

So I shall leave you with happy thoughts and happy dreams of tomorrow!