One Of The Best

So, let's just take a moment to consider how awesome I am.

Who else is awesome enough to have a sparkly non-functioning microphone that they can use to lip sync along with songs both great and embarrassingly bad? That's right. There's no hair brush singing for me! I have a glittery microphone.

Also, how many people do you know who actually appreciate being called crazy. I mean, I'm strange. I'm unusual. I say things that don't even make sense to myself. So, call me crazy! It's just like saying that I'm being myself.

I've currently written 7,490 words for NaNoWriMo. I'm so going to get to 50,000!!!

Tonight I'm watching Sailor Moon. Tomorrow, I'm reading Aristotle.

I'm seriously considering going to the midnight premiere of the new Twilight movie for the soul purpose of annoying Twilight fans by rooting not for "Team Edward" or "Team Jacob" but for a really lame character that no one likes. That's just the kind sort of person I am.

Today, my friends and I were talking about scholarships at lunch. One friend said to the other, "You know you're sister can get a scholarship for being left handed." The other friend said, "I didn't know that." Both the first friend and I thought that she meant she didn't know her sister was left handed. I pointed out how ridiculous it was that we assumed that the left handed scholarship was common knowledge.

Also, today, before my sister got home from school I taped a sign to the back of her closet which reads "Narnia is down for maintenance at this time. Please try again later. Sorry for the inconvenience. -Aslan."

Do I really need to go on? I surely could, but it may seem a little self-centered. (That's an understatement. It's a form of satire. Yay, English!)

I'm so awesome.