Miss Morbid and the Fitness Center

Hey reader,

You know what? I thought that by the time I reached my junior year of high school, I'd be done with P.E. and Spanish. But what do you know? I go to the Fitness Center every Tuesday and Thursday to get in my P.E. hours and then I get ready for Spanish class. All because I missed two weeks of school in my sophomore year and need ONE CREDIT in each of the classes I missed.

I can't wait until I'm done with physical education for good and can just stalk the library on my free time. Ah, only eleven more hours working my ass off (literally) in that sweaty Fitness Center.

God, I have so much school work and two college tests on Wednesday. I feel so horrible. I just want to runaway so I won't have to deal with this stuff but I don't have any money whatsoever and I know my mom would be heartbroken. Life was so much easier in independent study. I wish I could go back but my mom will probably die before she would let that happen.

Miss Morbid and the Creation of Things

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Ever since I entered eighth grade I have been working on a fictional world for my book series. But now that the passion and logic for that particular book series are gone, it's time to start over about four years later. And I'm incorporating traditional mythological creatures together this time with a few of my own creatures from my last attempt at a fictional world.

I won't share a plethora about it because I don't even know much about it yet but I'll tell you that it will be called the World of Myths. It will be controlled by sorcerers and sorceresses with potion-making witches, warring fairies, mistreated werewolves and hidden vampires thrown in (although I hope it doesn't seem just "thrown in" when someone is reading it). There will be other creatures, too, that I've collected from other cultures. I like the Emere which are children who can go from our world to the afterlife but I'm not sure if they are going to be in the story yet).

I am also working on a list. A list of 101 things to do in 1001 days. And I need to finish it soon so I can start the 1001 days! I have 86 things written down and I'll post the list on a page once it is done but, to help me get this done, will anyone help me with a suggestion? Remember: I'm a sixteen-year-old girl with not much money and not even a driver's license (yet... it's on my list).

Miss Morbid and the Psychotic Mother

Hey reader,

I have never had to deal with a creature this complex before: the overprotective boyfriend's mother. But she's not just overprotective, she is fucking insane! She starts by saying she is okay but disappointed in our relationship because my boyfriend is not supposed to have a girlfriend until he finishes school. Now, she's yelling at him to break up with me and is threatening not only to have a "meeting with the principal" about this but also threatening to put a restraining order on me and maybe even move away.

All because a sixteen-year-old male likes a female (aka me). She's freaking insane. She even "damned" our relationship so I had my mother and grandma bless it so I have two blesses against her damn. Haha.

But she hasn't even met me either! She calls me a slut because I'm white and says all white girls have it in their blood to be sluts. By that false reasoning I could easily say that all Latina girls are sluts but I'm not going to say that because not all of them are. I know many Latinas who are not sluts. (Although she doesn't help any of them by her getting knocked up with a teenaged pregnancy.)

Although, you know us crazy white girls who "go from cock to cock".

I don't know if I should be dreading or looking forward to when my mom meets his mom because if she says anything about me that's derogatory... oh there's a reason why we call my mom Mighty Mouse.

God. I can't wait to meet this woman.

Miss Morbid and the Month of November

Hey reader,

I know this isn't a good way to start off a blog by saying I won't be posting much this month but I won't be posting much this month. NaNoWriMo is in full swing and this year I'm a participant! If you want to check out my profile it is MissMorbid. Friend me?

Well I also got my little paws on The Knife of Never Letting Go's sequel, The Ask and the Answer so that will be taking up my time as much as all this freaking school work.

Oh yeah, and I have to do 18 hours in the Fitness Center this month because I've been putting it off. God. November's going to be a BUSY month.

Don't worry though, I'll try to have at least two posts up (like you really care) by the end of the month. For those interested in my NaNoWriMo progress, I'll probably post about my journey through the hell that is writing a book in a month as well as trying to get A's in high school. What a life.

Miss Morbid and the Stormy Night

Hey reader,

I guess I'm so badass that I have a kitten on my shoulder rather than a parrot. I'd show you a picture but it's really dark in here and I don't want to move to get a light incase Vladimir (the kitten) falls off.

Today will be a dark and stormy night according to my window and the weather guy. So I'm excited! I love it when it rains and I'm inside. I know that's really bad because a lot of people do not have nice, cozy homes to watch the rain in but I'm a bitch.

I used to work on a story where the first scene was of a group of homeless kids and their leader, Banshee, going into a homeless shelter because there is a storm outside. I really liked writing for that protagonist (whom I called Zombie). I think I'm going to blend the story somehow with Crimson Brown's Betrayal.

I don't think I've shared the details of my work-in-progress novel that I think I will turn into a series. One thing I love about rainy days: you have to stay inside so it gives you a whole 24 hours to write and plot and sometimes sleep.

So, where was I? Oh yeah, the details of my story. Right now I'm calling it Crimson Brown's Betrayal but I'm not sure if it will stick. I really like it but you never know. I'm still trying to work on summarizing it but this is a good try I think:

"Crimson Brown was the apprentice to a sorcerer who had trained her since she was a small child. But after that sorcerer tried to take over the World of Myths, he was killed and she was banished with her powers taken away.

Now, it's a year later and Crimson is trying to struggle through the human world when four familiar enemies show up. They need Crimson's knowledge of Dark Powers to take down an even bigger threat. This is Crimson's only chance at getting her powers back and she will not let her dead lover's friends or his brother mess this up."

It's a work in progress. Right now I have a few chapters and a rough outline. I hope I can finish the first draft and learn to live with my "inner editor" (as stated by Naked Without a Pen).

Miss Morbid and the Stupid B+'s

Hey reader,

Tuesday was the third Middle College massacre of 2010 and the first one that I was also a victim of. That's right. Children slaughtered after getting home from school by perfectionist parents. Report cards for the first quarter came out.

I'm usually a good student. I used to get all A's when I went to the Christian school where I was miserable at. Then, I took advanced classes in public school. Only two B's. Then, one B in independent study. Yeah, I went to three seperate high schools last year for sophomore year. I was not a troublemaker, I simply liked to call-out the troublemakers. The troublemakers didn't like that very much.

Now that I'm in an advanced high school at a college campus, subjects are getting a bit difficult especially since a couple of my classes are with actual college teachers and I have peers who are in the college. So, the only A that I got that was not a study hall class was US History (because I'm a history buff who gets 104's on almost all her tests). Although, I didn't get a grade for my college class African American Studies, which probably would have been an A too.

Other than that guess what I got? B in Spanish and three B+'s. That's BS! I've gotten through my entire life, nothing short of A's in English on my report card. I know I shouldn't be complaining. I know you probably want to jump through the computer and slap me because it could be so much worse but... but... B+'s are just another way of saying "almost there but you're not good enough!"

I don't know... it's just a blow to my self esteem because I pride myself on my essay writing skills. Plus, my boyfriend got all A's on his report card and he's taking harder classes then me. I don't even have a math class this semester. I just feel down...

I can understand the B+ in physics but in English 3 and Expository Reading and Writing, that's just unacceptable for me.

I WILL get an A in both classes by the end of the semester. That's really the point of this post, to set myself accountable and to set my goal. I WILL NOT get a B+ in English and Expo. I WILL get an A!

Sorry for probably boring you with my stupid rant...

Miss Morbid and the NaNoWriMo Challenge

Hey reader,

Yesterday I signed up for my very first try at NaNoWriMo. If you're just as confused as I was when I saw the name for the first time last year, it's actually short for National Novel Writing Month. The premise of the challenge is to basically write a 50,000 novel in 30 days.

I know. Crazy but apparently it has been done before (probably with people who are not in junior year of high school). Despite the almost definite prediction of failure, I decided to try it. And, if I do actually succeed (and subsequently fail all my classes) then at least I finally have that first draft to a book I've wanted since I was in fifth grade.

Now, it's just a matter of which story idea from my "Idea Vault" folder I will choose. I have so many ideas in that folder, saved up from four years of brain scattering. Now, I just need to go through all my old ones and see which one I think I would enjoy writing in one month. Either way, though, I think this is going to cause major headaches. At least I have my Advil!

And at least, since I now go to a high school on a college campus, I can take my laptop with me to school so on my free time I'll be typing away, ignoring my friends and my boyfriend for a whole month. Haha no kisses for boyfriend till I get this first draft done in a month!

I'll post more about NaNoWriMo and I'll probably post which idea I'm going to build the novel around once I figure it out myself.