What was I thinking?

You know, to be perfectly honest (oh, I'm so hilarious), the reason I haven't been posting much is because I've been trying to think of things worth writing a blog about.

What was I thinking?

How is my top ten favourite songs worth writing a blog about? No one wants to read that! Heck, if I came across a blog that had the author's top 10 anything I'd probably get out of it there and then. Even my ranting is more interesting that a top 10 list! You know what? Screw this whole standard-sort-of-blog-post thing! I'm gonna write about whatever the heck I feel like.

Speaking of phrases that begin with "Screw...", I just ordered a Yu-Gi-Oh Abridged T-shirt online, as well as some pins. "Screw the rules, I have money!" Love that quote. Second only to "Super special awesome!" I wish there'd been a shirt with that on it. Instead I've just got a pin. Still, I'm not complaining. At least not about that. What I am complaining about is this stupid italics button. It randomly turns on, then stays on when I turn it off, and only truly turns off once I've turned it back on and off again.

In all honesty (it's still funny), I'm only writing about my purchases and faulty formatting (alliteration) to put off working on my Drama oral. It's about Chinese opera and should really be easy, given that the minimum time is three minutes, which is about 550-600 words for me. But it's not. No, it is most certainly not. So far I have a grand total of 111 words and only four of six slides completed. It is currently midnight, and Drama is at 9am tomorrow. I feel I lack motivation. We're doing physical theatre in Drama at the moment and, while physical anything has most definitely never been my forte (I lack coordination, fitness, motivation, etc), I particularly dislike physical theatre.

While I was still young enough to believe in the Tooth Fairy (oddly enough, I realized Santa, the Bogeyman and the Easter Bunny were just stories before I decided that a fairy that takes children's fallen out teeth and leaves money in their place was just too implausible), I wanted to be an actor. Once I hit age nine, however, I knew that I was much better at writing than acting. Dramatic, yes, but not particularly cut out for it. By the age of ten, I was writing Harry Potter based plays which my friends and I performed on school camp and just generally at school. (I played Dumbledore, by the way. I loved Dumbledore. Still do.) And even now, at age 15, I take the opportunity to write the scripts for any Drama assessment pieces. So I am, essentially, in Drama for the scripting. One problem with physical theatre. No scripting.

But I suppose I should stop complaining and just try to enjoy it. Five weeks of the school year left, then I never do Drama again. My subject choices for Senior had some pretty major clashes, so I had to make sacrifices. But I'm pretty happy now, really. I think it's turned out for the best. English, Maths B, Chemistry and Physics are my career based choices, while Music and Film & TV are my more recreational ones.

But I really need to go. In nine hours I may have to stand up and deliver my approximately one third completed speech.

And I can assure you, this blog was written entirely

Honestly.