Yeah Yeah Yeah, I'm Here, Quit Your Whining.

Okay, so there is a legitimate reason why I haven't been writing.

...

IT'S CALLED WRITER'S BLOCK AND EVERYONE GETS IT ONCE IN A WHILE GOD!

It's writer's block, and I have to write a script for a contest.  Due the sixteenth of April.  Which means that I have about three weeks to write an awesome-tastic script and I'M ALL OUT OF IDEAS!!!

THIS NEVER HAPPENS TO - Well, it happens quite a lot, which is why I never finish anything, BUT I NEED TO FINISH THIS!!!

1. Because if I win, I could win a grand in cash and go to a convention in Washington, D.C. and have my script acted out by professional actors.

And 2. I need to prove to myself that I can finish stuff, god dammit!  I'm not useless and I don't flake out of things!  I can finish this thing and have a real chance of winning!

It's only a one act play.  Which I've never written one before.  What could possibly go wrong?

Oh, and if any of you want to read some of the finished product, I'll be sure to give you all a tidbit.

Yours most affectionately and most tiredly,

Jen

Yeah... I'm Kind of Crap At This Whole 'Blogging' Thing

So I apologize to anyone who reads my blog, because it has been a week and a half, almost a fortnight, and I haven't posted a thing.  So.  Here is me, apologizing.  To make up for it I will post adorable pictures of seals, and maybe a picture of me.  O.O

Here is me, being sad.  But instead of me, you have a sad seal.  A very sad, adorable seal who is very very sorry for not posting.

Here is me, happy that maybe some of you will care.  Happy seal is happy.  How can you say no to a face like that.  Oh my god, I just want to snorgle it and love it forever and ever.
Yeah, I said snorgle.  Deal with it.
Many things have happened in the week and a half that I didn't talk to all y'all.
Not really, I just wanted to type that sentence.  Don't judge me.
I am on vacation now, so, I have time to lounge around and do nothing.  Which is false, because right now I am in the midst of planning a novel.  I love how inspiration for a novel doesn't come during November.  I could have won NaNoWriMo.  But noooo, my brain has to get creative four months after.
Truth be told, I am really okay with this.  I really like the idea I have right now and I want to make it the best that I can.  I am actually combining my new idea with an idea that I had years ago.  So long ago that the character names are written on my desk.  But I'm not stealing the characters.  Just the idea.  The characters weren't fleshed out.  The idea was pretty good though.

Here is another picture. I feel obligated to post them to keep you guys reading, since I'm being a boring old fart today.
Everytime I look at that photo, I die laughing.  This is me, as a ghost, typing to you.  I want to write more, but nothing interesting has happened to me as of late, but that could change.  Keep in touch ya crazy kids.
One more picture, for good measure.

Get it? Moustache, must dash?

I fail.

Anyfloozle, I love all of you to bits and pieces, which I will then consume to get closer to your love.  Anomanomanomanom.

Love and kisses,

L.

Things That I Find Funny That Wouldn't Be Funny To Most People

Hey There Fooligans
(Okay confession - when I wrote that, I read it in my head in the voice of Larry the Cucumber from Veggie Tales, because when my little brother was little, he watched all of these videos about a superhero named Larry Boy, and when Larry Boy would approach someone on the street, he would greet them by saying 'Hey There Citizen'.  And I just tried to find a video on YouTube.  I'M NUTS!)

I find it hilariously, ironically funny that people who watch the show Glee and call themselves Gleeks are, in fact, calling them the little bit of spit that flies out of your mouth sometimes involuntarily.  YOU ALL KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.  And don't deny it.  You've all done it.  Don't look at me with those shifty eyes!

I find it funny that in Massachusetts, or at least around where I live (just north of Boston), that is perfectly acceptable to say very mean sarcastic things to people.  And the funny thing is that everyone around you is probably thinking the same thing.  Case in point - I was out with my mum the other day, and we were walking across the street and a car was coming very fast towards us, so my mother shouts (or, more accurately, says loudly.  She didn't shout.) at the car "Okay, buddy, go a little faster, that's totally cool." And the three or so people who were crossing the street with all kind of went "I was just thinking that" out loud.  Only in Massachusetts.

(I know that what my mother said wasn't very mean, but it was very sarcastic.  Mainly, I was trying to show the same-mindedness of all of us Massholes.)

I can't wait to go to college and go to a place where it is not socially acceptable to be very openly, cruelly sarcastic.  I will end up being the person who says that mean thing and have everyone be completely horrified.  "But you were all thinking it!" will probably end up being my excuse, and all of my future friends (soon to be alienated future friends) will look at me in shock and horror and in unison will all say "NO WE WEREN'T!"  And it will be glorious.  And I will have no friends.  Just like now.

*Sigh*

I will never be socially acceptable.

I think I just have to accept that fact.

I find it funny that it's 12:23 AM.  As in THE MORNING!  And I still have piles of homework.  Hooray.  I had a FOUR DAY weekend.  And I waited until Monday-Freaking-Morning to do it.  Winning over here, guys.  Just mountains of winning.  Mountains and mountains of it.

I have left the valley of the eternally screwed and entered the mountains of the royally, winningly, FUCKED.

LOVE AND KISSES ALL OF YOU!!!
Jen

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Or, if it doesn't change your life, if you buy a copy of this book, it will go to an amazing charity, the Bulembu Project.
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This will lead you to it, so click on it, and read about it, because it is so worth it.
I'm writing two articles for it, and so are every other person working on this project.
They are all fantastic writers, and awesome people, so go check them out.  Here they all are:

Lewis Shaw - Editor - Hampshire, England -

www.stuffwhatiwrote.blogspot.com

Founder and Editor of The Thought Report project, Lewis Shaw is a British student, living and working in a small town 40 miles from London. He runs his own company where he wears plaid shirts and jumps around on bouncy castles. In addition to running his blog and the project, he has also done volunteer work, planning and executing a trip to Bulembu in Swaziland, and working in a mental institution.

Jessica Teng - Xi'an, China - www.lemons-dont-make-lemonade.blogspot.com

Jessica Teng is a ridiculously talented fifteen-year-old who spends her time being a role model for less awesome human beings. Jessica is also a deranged, guy deprived homeschooler living under a rock.To distract herself from her almost unexistent social life, Jessica plays online Scrabble, draws pretentiously complex abstract art, and runs her blog, Lemons Don't Make Lemonade.

Ashendra Silva - Brisbane, Australia - www.cheesecakeparadox.blogspot.com

Ashendra Silva is a Sri-Lankan born computer technician living in Brisbane, Australia. He spends his days goofing off at work, taking pictures of people taking pictures and living off of a strict diet of canned meals and cheesecake. He is also rumoured to be a Freemason, but no evidence has yet been found.

Elisabeth Davis - Texas, USA - www.bookishspazz.blogspot.com

Lizzi Dee is a Native Born Texan, honors student, and blogger from Longview, Texas. She's an avid overachiever, skilled speechmaker, and editor of her school yearbook. She likes philosophy, Doctor Who, and doesn't like watching films with other people.

Jennelle Barosin - Massachusetts, USA - www.ramblingzombies.blogspot.com

Thrilled to talk in the third person about herself, Jen Barosin is a full time nerd and part time high school student from Massachusetts. She enjoys writing, chocolate, and initiating awkward conversations with whichever victim she chooses.

Ross Gilligan - Oxfordshire, UK - www.cookie-ross.blogspot.com

Ross Gilligan is a Professional Science Person and wannabe Airline Pilot from Oxfordshire, UK. When he's not combining sleeping pills and tequila in some of England's finest establishments, you can find him in a science lab doing clever stuff, writing on his blog, or sitting in his room making plane noises. Mostly the latter.

Jennifer Grudziecki - New York, USA - www.secretlifeofanenglishteacher.blogspot.com

Jennifer Grudziecki is a Kings College Sophomore and semi-permanent Sparknotes intern, currently making her home among the concrete mountains of New York. She likes editing to the point of obnoxiousness, and forcing her friends to eat burnt cookies.

Ken Stevens - UK - www.grumpyoldken.com

A retired schoolteacher from the United Kingdom, Ken Stevens has led quite a varied career - from classrooms to barbershops, Woolworths to window dressing, offices, farms, door to door sales, and now writing - not only a hugely successful blog, but on The Thought Report as well.

King Rhetoric - www.cagedgreatness.com

Somewhere amongst the misty snow-capped peaks of deepest, darkest Canada, resides the nameless enigma of the Thought Report team. Whether he's a bearded Santa Claus impersonator in a lumberjack shirt or an acne covered teenager in suspenders, we will never know his true identity - all we know is, he excels at what he does.

Fickle Cattle - Manila, Phillipines - www.ficklecattle.blogspot.com

Von Bryan Cuerpo (A.K.A. Fickle Cattle) is a lawyer and writer from Manila, capital of the Philippines. When he isn't doing law things or updating his award-winning blog, he likes to spend his time thinking hard about what he would do if he had spare time.

Ann Cordner - Spalding, UK - www.retiredandcrazy.com

Having spent 2010 travelling Eastwards from London to New York in aid of Marie Curie Cancer Care after her husbands life was taken by cancer, 71 year-old Ann Cordner felt she should just push out the metaphorical boat, and got involved with The Thought Report team. A true example of fundraisers at their finest.

Wag the Dad  - Vienna, Austria - www.wagthedad.com

'Wag the Dad' is a husband of one, father of three, friend to many and corporate drone from the US, living in Vienna, Austria. He spends his time balancing work, kids, reading, working out, going out, television, and his pretty damn useful blog, Wag the Dad.

I kind of just copied the blog.  But if you want to go see the site, click my first link.  Seriously.  Click it.  Or I will send legions of my flying monkeys to get you.  And I do have legions.  I keep them in my pockets.  I have lots of pockets.

So go buy a copy of this book!  Well, er, it isn't quite out yet, so just go check out the website and get some views on the site.

I will be eternally grateful.

Now I have to go write my articles, and do a history project, and do my NaNoWriMo, which is slowly turning into a NaNoWriWhenEverIHaveTimeToWriteANovel.  But it will get done.  Mark my words.

So, go check out the site.  Seriously.

Okay, I'm done with the shameless plugging.  Go check it out!!!!  Okay, now I'm done.

Love and kisses all,

L.

(Oh, and if you didn't know, I'm Jennelle Barosin.  I know that I've mentioned my name before, but better safe than sorry.)

Sorry That I Haven't Posted In A While, Lovelypoos...

It's just that I've been mad busy and stuff, being a teenager and all that jazz.

I got a callback for my school play, so that's good!

I froze my butt off at a football game yesterday, and I slammed my knee into one of the drums.  I have a bruise the size of Kansas.  Quite enjoyable. Really.  I love not being able to bend my knee *SARCASM*.

Watch this.

I don't care if you don't like Doctor Who, or the Proclaimers.  You will love this video or I will find you and make you love it.  Well that sounded sufficiently rape-y, so...

You like jazz?

I digress.

Anyway, so now that I've shared that...What did I do today?  I was a cool kid.  I went to an Academic Decathlon Qualifying Test.  We didn't make it, but still.  Fun experience. 

Funny story of my awkwardness commencing.  We were exiting the theater where the orientation had been given, and I just noticed that the walls, I kid you not, were hung with chain mail drapery.  Chain mail drapery!  Do you know how amazingly wonderful and weird that is?  Very, is the answer.  If you didn't answer as such, go die in a hole.  Chain mail is freaking awesome.  Anyway, I noticed, and I had a mini freak out over how awesome it was.  I kept poking it and telling my friends Aniket and Ryan how cool it was, and how they should touch it.  Then the guy who was facilitating our test taps me on the shoulder, and said "You do know that you are being filmed, don't you?"

THERE WAS A VIDEOGRAPHER RIGHT OUTSIDE THE DOORWAY WATCHING ME HAVE A ME-TYPE MOMENT WITH THE CHAIN MAIL DRAPES!!!!!

Oh, Moses and the Israelites I was SO embarrassed.  I couldn't stop giggling and my face went beet red.  (I don't get that phrase.  Beets are pink.)  My face when beet pink, then, brain.  Blushed like a blushing thing that blushes.  It was what I was meant to do.  Baby I was born this way!  Enough.

So embarrassing.

Oh, and it gets weirder!  On our way out after the test was over, I saw the same videographer!  And he smiled oh so creepily at me.  I very nearly flipped him off.  But I didn't.  Because that would have put me in the 'Not Normal' category, and that category was probably the only one that my team won.  We were all cashe, in like jeans and t-shirts.  Ryan was wearing sweat pants.  Everyone else there was wearing like matching shirts and button downs with ties and dress shoes.  Ultimate nobheads.  Seriously.  So I didn't flip off the videographer, no matter how dearly I wanted to.  I restrained.  I'm a lady.  Mostly.

So I have callbacks for the play tomorrow.  I'm excited, but at the same time kind of nervous.  First time I've ever gotten callbacks before, so this is entirely new for me.  I guess it means that my directors finally think that I'm good enough to be something other than extra number five.  Which would be awesome.  Really truly awesome.  So wish me luck, lovelypoos!

Here is a song for you all to listen to.  I want reviews in the comments.  Keep in mind, I love this song, so don't say anything mean or I will write nasty things about your cat.

Henrietta, The Fratellis

LOVE LOVE LOVE this song.  I love that whole cd.  And that band.  So, enjoy!

Parting Joke:
Two women walked into a department store, stopped at the perfume counter and picked up a sample bottle. One sprayed the perfume on her wrist and smelled it. "That's nice, isn't it?" Sharon said waving her arm under her friend's nose. "Yeah. What's it called?" "Viens a moi." "Viens a moi? What's that mean?" A clerk offered some help. "Viens a moi, ladies, is French for 'come to me.'" Sharon took another sniff. "That doesn't smell like come to me," she said, offering her arm to her friend again. "Does that smell like come to you?"

Enjoy!

Best wishes!

Love and kisses,

L.

IF YOU CLICK THE LINK IN THIS POST, I WILL GIVE YOU A POSITION OF POWER IN MY GOVERNMENT WHEN I TAKE OVER THE WORLD WITH MIND CONTROLLING PORPOISES!!!!

CLICK THIS!!!!
My school is entered in the Glee Give a Note Contest, and we need, and I need, you guys' help!!!
Go to this link once a day, from multiple IP addresses if you could, and vote up my school! 

I know that I'm foisting this on you guys, but I really need your help to get money for my music program. 

Music is really important to me, and I would love it if you guys would help. 

Seriously, I would be forever in your debt. 

You can have my first born child!!!!

I'll name the kid after you, and then give it to you!  It can be your slave and feed you grapes or other shit!!!

Just clicky the linky and make me a very happy person!!!

Plus, I'm in the video.  Yes, I am.  Near the end, and it is awesome.  I'm lip-synching to Don't Stop Believing.  I'm the one with short hair who is being awesome. You will know me when you see me.  I exude awesome.  For realzies, you guys. [Update:  you see me for like one second.  It is near the very end; I'm singing and I have a flute.  I'm wearing a dark, long sleeved t-shirt.  Just so you know that I exist and I'm not just some hologram of awesome all of you have simultaneously hallucinated about.]

Please help.  It would be awesome.  And I would love you for it.

I will write a proper, non-foisty post later this week.  K?  K.

LOVE AND KISSES AND CLICK THE LINK!!!! :D

Jen