Falling into a Rut...though an Inspired One

I didn’t want to say it. I mentioned the other day in my blog that my life was getting a little routine for my liking and now it might have come time to drop the ‘R’ word. Rut. I didn’t think it had come to this but yes, my life seems to be a in a rut. All I do is work, eat, sleep and sit with my eyes glued to a computer screen. I can’t imagine this is normal, let alone healthy.

I also mentioned that I was having trouble settling on a topic for my story. Well, that problem is solved for the moment. I’ve decided to revert back to writing teen fiction because I guess that’s what I’m best at. I’ve certainly read enough of it to last me a lifetime.

It only seems like yesterday when I was working all holidays, excited about going to Azkatraz but stressed about how far away it was and everything I had to do before then. Now here I am and Azkatraz is just over two months away. I have my plane ticket and everything is almost set. The waiting is killing me though. I’m trying to distract myself by thinking about the John Green thing which is this month. Once I’ve been to that it will mean even less time to wait till Azkatraz.

I haven’t really thought much about my birthday this year. I’m turning seventeen in August and I want to go back up to the Gold Coast and visit my friends for the weekend. I was so excited about turning sixteen last year because of sweet sixteen and never been kissed and everything. Now I’m turning seventeen it doesn’t seem as special. I’m just going to be another year older. Next year I’ll be eighteen which I suppose should be more exciting as I’ll be able to drink and everything but then again, I’ve never been one to get smashed off my face and party.

Where other girls my age were talking loudly about plans for parties on the weekend, I was the one sitting in the corner trying to hide the book I was reading underneath my desk. Where other girls were grouped around a computer discussing who hooked up with who on the weekend I was the one pretending not to listen and secretly wishing I was cool enough to be invited just once. Just once I wanted to know what it felt like.

Where I was working in the holidays my sister was lying to my mum and hanging out with her friends, smoking and mixing their own vodka. Where I was catching buses all over the place my sister was getting dragged home for shoplifting. I guess that was one experience I didn’t long to have.

I have so many ideas for stories in my head that I almost wish it was November and NanoWrimo was on, but it’s not and my head hurts too much for me to put any of my ideas into action. Sorry about such a short blog but I have a headache and I’m planning on shutting my computer down, brushing my teeth and relaxing in bed with my iPod until I fall asleep.

Word to your bookshelf,

Kassi

Days I’ve Worked Full Time: 38
Books I’ve Read in 2009: 39
Days Till I Leave for Azkatraz: 69
Days Till I Meet John Green: 21

LOL Moment of the Day:

So, my manager from work Sonia and I have this ongoing joke about her auditioning for Australian Idol and today I brought it up again, saying I knew what song she should use for her audition, "Old McDonald Had a Farm."
Me: Sonia, I know what song you can do for your audition!
Sonia: What?
Me: Old McDonald Had a Farm!
Sonia: Yeah! [singing on FRONT COUNTER] Old McDonald had a farm. E-I-E-I-O. And on his farm he had a... DUCK! E-I-E-I-O.
Me: [laughing] Can I take your order?