28.03.08>random things to do on a friday night

Tonight, I will do five random things. I'll write them here as I perform them.

i. Stood on right foot until it became somewhat painful and I fell. Sad thing is, I only lasted around three minutes.

ii. Stuck five single sheets of toilet paper on my bulletin board.

iii. Attempted to do yoga. Failed.

iv. played EyeToy with two 5lb weights, and got a new hiscore

v. entertained myself with pliers for a good five minutes.

That is all.

26.03.08>i imagine tonight that we can get along.

And honey, I confess that it was criminal.

Oh, the reason the night is long is very simple.

And such.

I’m sixteen. I’ve two years until I graduate—or, one and a bit to be optimistic about it. I am, on the whole, rather lazy. An odd quality, considering my ‘pastimes’: writing, guitar, dancing frantically, photography. Moreover, it’s odd that I elect to play video games all night long over any of these more often than not.

Stupid as it sounds, I’ve got a remedy: I’m going to write a book. This event will not take place in twenty years anymore; I will begin now (I think I’ve already begun, at that). Ulterior motive: somehow manage to sell my drivel and not need some type of part-time job.

It’s a lofty goal, truly, but one I think I might be able to pull off. Even having a ‘completed’ ‘manuscript’ sitting in my writing folder might somehow please me. Granted, I aim to have it done with by the end of high school, so it may be a little—how to put this?—crap. It’s just that a couple grand to call my own might help.

My first true goal in life is, primarily, a material one: I want a little cash and a physical book on my shelf. Sure, that thing they call ‘satisfaction’ is involved in some capacity, and popping out two hundred pages will likely flourish my writing style a mite, but when it comes down to it I’m just waiting to finish that acknowledgements page and get the hell out.

So, what’s the one conclusion I can bring this number to?

Dunno. I’ve got to write the introduction first.

(hardeeharhar)

night.