In no particular chronological order:
- I spent a weekend in North-West England in a home-stay for my program. I got to cook dinner, play some scrabble, hang out with some cool people, go mushy over two dogs and a kitten, and walk around the lake district and through some farms. It was an absolutely brilliant time in the English country-side and I kinda want to spend some more time there in the future.
- I cooked dinner a few times with friends Erin and Lindy. We had some lasagna, burgers, and chicken and mushrooms. We also experimented with cream-cheese puffs, pepsi max with lime and some very sketchy sangria and vodka. I also wore pigtails.
- I have decided on keeping my hair long for a while. I was thinking about cutting it off again, but then I realized I have actually been wearing it in other styles other then a bun for a while now (gasp right?) So yeah- that's interesting.
- I finished project runway. I am pretty happy with the winner.
-I finished two projects! A data collection assignment for Global History...and a data collection assignment for Statistics. I had to make a survey. I didn't very much enjoy it :( Now I have two essays! Oh boy!
- Paid for a trip to Belfast in December and in the process of planning a trip to Dublin, London and Amsterdam.
- Watched a lot of Youtube. I had a lot of work to do and that was my choice procrastination method.
-My music library now surpasses 9,000 songs. I need to spend some time cleaning it out of my computer might explode.
-Had the best Skype conversation of my life (And the longest) with one Chris Amstutz. I also placed the best prank phone call ever- if you could call it that. I think it was pretty tricky :)
- I got to hold the torch for the 2012 London Olympics. I got the cheesiest photo out of it.
-Dressed up as Bellatrix Lestrange and walked around Edinburgh with a Nebraskan Football fan and the Tardis.
A lot of other little things have happened, but I don't think y'all want to hear about my daily routine in excruciating detail. I can tell you one thing though: I love it here. I really am so happy I did this experience and I can't believe it is already halfway done. I guess it would be good for me to put down a bit of a progress report on how I feel I have changed and which ones of my expectations were met and blah blah blah.
Maybe next week when I have time to think about it. Right now its just normal life. I think that may be my favorite part actually, that I have achieved a sense of normalcy while living here. That is pretty neat-o as far as life experiences go.
Whelp...I think that is all- oh!
I have decided to go full-force on Novel-writing month. I don't know if I will complete an entire book, but I intend to put a dent into the novel I have been wishy-washing on for the last few years. Lets see if that actually happens :)
Also. I promised I would post this somewhere, so here y'all go.
((It is a short story I wrote for my friend's birthday. I was told to write about Princess Bee (her name is Bee). It is un-edited so sorry if something makes ya cringe grammar-wise))
Princess Bee
A man stepped up to the microphone with a smile so bright it was a shame he didn’t have a bowtie to compliment it. He looked out to the crowd sitting in their poorly cushioned seats and swept his arm out to the spotlight as it streaked across the stage.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, You have heard of queen bees…but the gal we have here tonight will blow all those stingers out of the hive.”
He shifted the microphone to his other hand as cheers erupted from the crowd.
“All the way from England, She is as sweet as honey, the girl you have been waiting for-its Princess Bee!”
The curtains sprang open as the crowd clapped, whistled and stomped their feet. Bee stepped out on the stage, a smile on her bright red lips. She lived for this type of attention, letting the audience drink her in. Her soft red hair curled expertly around her face and the slinky gold dress she wore clung to her body in just the right way. She waved to her fans as she started for the microphone. She was poised to begin, the band behind her already starting the introduction to their first song. She let her face slide open into a sultry look, and opened her mouth to sing.
Nothing came out.
There was a look of shock on her face as her voice just caught in her throat. That was hardly right. The band, bless them, noticed the mistake and without missing a beat started the introduction again. Again, the point for her to sing came again. She shifted her microphone and-
Again, Nothing.
The crowd looked to be as confused as she felt. There was a murmur coming from the seated men and women. They had come to see the wonderful, legendary, beautiful Princess Bee- and now what were they getting? Bee could feel their confusion slowly turn to anger.
She grasped the microphone and tried to will her voice to come out, but her vocal cords remained still. She could make no noise. Not even a grunt or whine, she couldn’t call out for help. What was going on? Her voice was fine before! She had just been joking with the men behind stage. God knows she wasn’t nervous- as she had done this time and time again. And she knew the lyrics, she had sung-
Wait. What were the lyrics?
A new sort of panic crept up her spine. She didn’t know what song she was supposed to be singing! Her mind began to whirl faster as she let go of the microphone and stumbled back. The band was still playing, the murmur of the crowd was growing more ferocious and the man with the bright smile was coming to her. She reached for him. She tried to tell him she didn’t know what was going on, that she didn’t know the words, that she was scared. Her heel caught the end of her dress and she pitched forward, she braced herself for the crash against wood.
It never came.
Bee sat up in bed. She was confused, bleary eyed and wondered briefly where the crowds had gone. She let out a soft groan before flopping against the pillow and let sleep pull her back into the darkness.
“I can’t believe you are marrying a prince.”
Bee turned to face the person who spoke to her. She was an older woman with a pudgy face and just a touch too much eye shadow. Her hair had been curled and pinned in some fantastic shape at the top of her head and the green dress she wore had enough bows on it to fuel an army of little girls.
“I’m-I’m what?” Bee responded before she realized what she was wearing. Her gown was white and poofy, it was trimmed in lace and the bottom ballooned out from her hips. She almost teetered over from the sheer weight of what she was wearing.
“The Prince! In just a few moments you will be a princess, isn’t that wonderful?” She let out a long sigh and placed her hand on her bosom before letting her eyelashes flutter. She was wearing too much mascara as well.
“I thin-“ but Bee didn’t have time to finish. Some trumpets were blowing and the doors swung open.
“This is it!” the high pitch of the woman’s voice made Bee wince as a bouquet was shoved into her hands and she was pushed through the door and onto the aisle.
She was standing in a church. Everyone in the pews turned to stare at her. She couldn’t make out their faces; all she could see were their eyes. She knew she would melt under their gaze if she just stayed put so she began to walk. The silence urked her. Shouldn’t there be music or something? She always wanted music at her wedding.
The aisle seemed to get longer and longer as she walked. Finally the priest came into view and then the back of the groom’s head. Bee frowned- by how this was all going so far she expected an ogre to turn around. When she finally leveled up to him and looked up, she realized she had not prepared herself enough for what she was about to see and she let out a gasp.
He was absolutely gorgeous.
He had dazzling blue eyes and a smile that made her knees go weak. She felt like a thirteen-year-old girl meeting her idol for the first time, and it took all her will to not let out a squeal.
The Prince continued to smile as he reached for her shoulders. “Now, Now- this won’t do.” He began to tear the heavy gown from her. She felt lighter now, and reached for his hand. With a grin she turned to the prince, realizing things were about to get very nice when…oh…there came the music.
Bee’s eyes snapped open and she sat up in bed. She frowned, shut off her alarm clock and sat up. Now, that was hardly fair. Already the dream was fleeing her brain and she could hardly recall that very handsome man’s smile. She hadn’t even gotten a kiss.
She stood up and stretched before going to her closet to find something to wear. There was a song in her head as she looked through her closet. She didn’t know where it was from, nor could she remember the lyrics- but it was pretty enough.
Her hand skipped over an ugly green dress with bows and pulled out something soft and pink. She was just heading to her mirror to check her hair when a knock came at the door.
“Come in.”
A woman with a pudgy face and too much make up stepped in.
“Your highness, breakfast is ready.”
Bee nodded her head and waved her hand in a way she had learned while still young. “I will be down.” the woman bobbed a courtesy and left. Bee quickly set her hair and came down.
A man with a bright smile greeted her and kissed her on each cheek. She touched his bowtie. “That is new! I like it.” She laughed and he continued to smile as they sat down to a meal together, just a modern royal family.
“oh!” her father looked up. “Your mother has told me to tell you that you are needed later this afternoon.”
Bee patted her mouth daintily. “oh?” She said politely.
“Yes, she would like for you to entertain the son of some dignitary. He is just your age and is apparently quite charming. She has arranged for you to see some singer -front row no doubt.” Bee felt a smile catch her face. She had a good feeling about this, though she had no idea where it came from.
“I can hardly wait.” She replied and thought briefly that reality could be better then dreams at times. It was very good to be a princess.
Of course, that is when the alarm actually went off.
I hope y'all enjoyed that :) I will post soon! Promises!
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