The Journal of A Disturbed Writer

I rarely blog simply because I hardly have time enough to. If I do, it's on MySpace and it's either angry or brief or stupid. When I have thoughts in my head, I write. Makes sense, I hope?

Thus, this LJ, I'm thinkin', will probably be used for community purposes chiefly. If you want to know who I am (for some reason) then add the MySpace over there ------->

At the moment, though, I'll say a couple things.

The biggest thing in my life at the moment is my play. I wrote a one-act play and it won first place in a competition. On May 4th it's going to be performed at the big theatre in Buffalo, Shea's Performing Arts. I am more than excited.

This very second I'm trying to pay for this poster from There Will Be Blood.

Also, this weekend I am going to New York City. My school choir (and band) (...because we rock) are playing/singing at Lincoln Center. Stoked. Because..New York is one of my favorite places in the world.

So. I wanted to put this here mostly because I know that if I get active in communities again there's a chance somebody might click on to my journal and if there's something retarded here then they might be like, "Wow, what a retard. How retarded."

And we don't want that.

And, ah, remind me to upload some new userpics...

-M

For the past few days, I have been working on a few House icons. As soon as I get enough, I'll post a batch in houseicons and other communities. I've been busy at home with a writing project of mine, with school and exam review. Haven't had any time for roleplaying on MySpace, unfortunately, and I'd like to get this journal up by summer! If that is impossible, I'll have to work on it over the summer. But either way..as soon as I am educated (It's been a while since I've been on here) I'll have some icons up and in my entries here I won't sound like an immature douchebag. I can't seem to write very well when posting. Haha. You'll get to know me! Somehow.. O.o

-mj.

Mr. Bloom thinks I should graduate early. Of course, he is the only one who thinks anyone of me aside from a few people I know distantly and maybe Dr. Mazur - but I won't know him very well until I go to a few more appointments. I'd like to graduate early but on the other hand, Lord... So much work. Precisely what I've been avoiding - so I have room for my obsessions and my depression and my passions. (What an odd string of rhymes.)

Maybe all of my theories don't apply to me. Maybe I'll get out there and be terrified. That's what I'm afraid of - I won't be able to function on my own until I am older. By the proper time of graduation, I'll be ready - but a year earlier, perhaps not. Apparently I'm thinking too ardently about things that shouldn't be burdening me already - or so I've heard. I am hesitant to rely on that theory. Maybe I'm just as stupid as the rest - if not, stupider. Perhaps all of my hard and "advanced" thinking really is nothing at all - perhaps it just means that I'm self-centered and egotistical and not worth attention or a second glance.

I am so very confused right now. I wish this didn't have to be my first entry after being off this Journal for long, after clearing it out. I should be working on a research paper right now. Maybe I'll post later or later this week if I'm in a better mood.

I love House. Oh my God.

I'll be making that obsession known very soon.

-mj.