A Post About Posting Habits (and other things)

Once upon a time I posted something and said I would be consistent about posting, then I got really busy with finals and college applications and stuff. When I finally finished the semester and had three weeks off of school, I had no reason to procrastinate and thus, no reason to blog. Here I am yet again, the first Tuesday of my last semester of highschool, and I'm blogging again. Break ways amazing, but good news, world! The sleep deprived, caffeinated, blogging Becca is back!

(Another reason I stopped posting is that I decided I didn't want to post anything that wasn't super interesting and worth your time. Then I got shy and insecure and wondered why anything I had to say is worth your time. Then I got lazy. The latter is probably the most significant factor for my absence, however.)

I had some really good ideas for a blog post today, but I forgot them. Anyway. I have a ton of homework coming up, so stay tuned.

Plus also. It is my goal this semester (besides survive, finish highschool with decent grades, avoid senioritis as long as possible, get into college, make big decisions for my future, and learn some new songs on the ukulele) is to write for a minimum of 30 minutes everyday. Now, to be totally honest, I'm lacking motivation and excitement for writing these days (something you could pray for me about), but despite all of that I was able to write for about an hour today! If this is going to work in the long run, though, I need people bugging me about it to keep me accountable. My personal goals always fail because it's so easy for me to forget them. So bug me!

I think that's all I have so say for now. I'm sure after I post this, the floodgates will open and I'll have a million ideas. In the meantime, though, I must read my economics text and ponder philosophical things. (That makes "homework" sound so much more interesting and intelligent, am I right?)

Oh yeah, and Happy Thanksgiving and Merry Christmas and Happy New Year and Happy freaking Holidays, everybody! I didn't get to write a nice, long post all about thankfulness and Jesus and nostalgia, but I'll probably find myself doing that in the middle of the night a few times this semester regardless of holidays when we're supposed to do it. So get excited. ;) Happy second semester, everybody!

Happy 40th Post To Me

It's been a really long time since I've actually had a decent blog post, hasn't it. I have a few ideas for posts, but instead of writing them now the diligent thing would be to study for my modernity test and write my research paper. However, here is a brief, unorganized, and slightly ramble-y list of things that are happening:

• Two more weeks until this semester ends and Christmas break starts. Thus: crunch time. Thus: not much blogging or writing or ukulele other happy things. 
• College applications are happening, slowly but surely. 
• I finished a draft of chapter 1, the first draft that I'm actually pleased with. I've now rewritten this chapter 3 times, so here's hoping this one's it! 
• I will soon be letting other people read a few select chapters to get their input and edit, which is super scary. I've only let one person read anything in the book before and I made them swear to not judge me or read certain chapters. 
• I'm becoming really good at being sleep deprived. I've actually found that with 2 hours of sleep and a little more coffee than usual, I'm happier than I am when I'm well rested. Granted, I'm certainly not smarter in that state of mind. 
• Tonight I'm going to a Behold the Lamb of God concert. If you've never heard Andrew Peterson's Christmas album by that name, you should change that. I'm not a fan of Christmas music, actually, at all, but this concert and this album is my favorite part about Christmas every year. 
• I've realized why I hate Christmas music. It's too happy. Now, I'm a very happy person almost all of the time, but Christmas music just annoys me so much. I love honest music with honest lyrics, so singing historically inaccurate songs about Christmas that pretend like everything in the world is wonderful for one day a year just make me want to punch something. (There weren't 3 wise men. The wise men didn't come until Jesus was 2 or 3. Jesus more than likely cried as a baby. And no, my grandmother did not get run over by a reindeer. Gah.) Okay, I feel better. End rant. 
• I was super excited that I had over 1000 page views in all sorts of countries, until I learned that most of them are probably spam. Dang it. I should have realized that when it looked like I had such a following in countries that don't speak English, ha. 

Remember when I said I had a modernity test and a research paper? I should probably go do that now, I guess. If you actually read all of those bullet points props to you. Even if you didn't, I hope you have a wonderful day!