Block

I have writer's block today.
I know a lot of you think you know what I'm talking about, but there's a lot more to it than just, oh, I can't put words on paper. It's an intense emotional issue, writer's block. I want to write something. I can feel the writing in my bones, in my very blood, just stirring up inside of me until it's ready to burst. All I need is the subject, all I need is an object to focus my desire on, and everything just works perfectly. Only I don't have something to focus on, I can't think of anything. I try and try and try, and there's just no place for those words to sit.
Imagine, for example, your most favorite food sitting mere inches from you. Oh, and you've been starved for at least a week and a half of everything but lousy dirt water. Yes, that food is sitting right there...only there's a glass preventing you from touching it, a glass that you think you can break if you just punch hard enough, but it never does break and the food's just sitting there waiting for you on the other side. That's probably a good analogy for my writer's block.
I know a lot of you would whine at me to get some creative writing prompts. That's the thing: a lot of them really suck, and those that don't just don't spark me the right way and I don't feel like writing them. It's stupid, I know. Writer's block is stupid. I want to mash away the writer's block in my head with a hammer. A steel hammer. Screw that, Thor's hammer.
And oh look, I actually wrote something. Wow. That's the first thing in, like, a week. XD I feel accomplished now.

Frolicking

Today, in approximately two hours, I will arrive at a river surrounded by a decent stretch of woodland and proceed to frolick about in it for an unknown amount of time.
At least, that's all I know about it. Everyone else who has been forced on this trip fails to mention what they actual do when they're there; just that it's fun, you're frolicking in a forest. How much cooler does it get than that? I mean, you'll get assaulted by various plants, likely pick up tons of dirt and mud on perfectly decent clothes, be mutilated by thousands of tiny little insects, and perhaps die of a massive allergy attack because of the sheer amount of blooming plant life that's around this time of year. It really does seem like a good time. And you have to go on this, otherwise...well, I don't really know what will happen. I'll fail my Biology class? Well, I don't really need it to graduate, though I wouldn't appreciate failing it after all my hard work...
It doesn't really matter that neither me nor ninety five percent of my teacher's Biology classes will never do jobs like this for a living, nor do exercises like this in college. I mean, you might think we'll do stuff like this, but really, does a med student need to learn frolicking skills? Does someone like me who's likely going to end up doing lab work her entire career need to learn frolicking skills?
Well, forget my frolicking fearfulness, I'm going to freaking frolick with the rest of the clueless frolickers until I can frolick with the best of them. Never mind I'm never going to actually use this in my lifetime. It's a forest, right? We get to frolick in it.

I think I'm going to do really well on the satire project in my Creative Writing class.

'Frolick' used approximately ten times. Oh no, I'm becoming unable to use a thesaurus...see what the frolicking has done to me? It's ruining my mind... >_>

Silly Things

(The following is the beginning of my free time project. Read it if you want, it's pretty short. If you like it, for the goodness sakes let me know so that I have some motivation to continue it! That's right, I'm talking to you. You know who you all are. -points-)

'I am sorry to tell you that everything you have known and seen is a cover up.

'It’s nothing really too major, no. It’s not like the Matrix where all of our lives are being controlled by robots. It’s sort of more like Harry Potter. There’s an entire world running right underneath your noses that you don’t even realize. The funny thing is: there are hints of it anywhere, in stories, folklore, and rumors that circulate throughout small towns that really don’t get most of the cover-up you folks in the big cities have privilege to. In fact, if you’re smart, you can probably guess a lot of what I’m talking about right now.

'Let’s start with the obvious. Magic? It exists. It’s not like Harry Potter though, no. The thing is, pretty much anyone has the potential to use magic. It’s just that few people have the mental capacity and willpower to deal with the fact that magic exists. A lot of people simply just deny it; they’re too scientific. Others would willingly believe, but they don’t really have the willpower for the training it takes in order to use it, which is all well and good because people like that wouldn’t last long in the magic world anyway. No, it takes a certain type of person to last long in the magic world, and it’s those people who are inevitably drawn to it, much like I was.

'Of course, my introduction to the magic world wasn’t quite the graceful and awe-inspiring introduction you’d really expect. It all began, quite suddenly, when a book fell on my head.'

On Speaking

Have any of you realized how much of an accomplishment it is just to be able to speak or write?
I mean, think about it. Think back to all of your English classes, all of that grammar that they went through with you until you were about ready to puke, every single vocabulary word that you ever learned, the various forms for all of those verbs, etc., etc. ...
Ridiculous, really, when you think about it. I mean, how have we managed to survive communicating like this? It must have taken thousands of years to concoct such eloquent forms of speaking, and this is only English. This isn't counting the other hundreds of languages there are in the world, each with their own forms of grammar and vocabulary...the thought of it makes my brain hurt. And of course, there's all sorts of linguistics that go with each language. Did you know that often a language can be defined by how your tongue and mouth is used to form the words? There's languages that focus on speaking with the front portion of your mouth, and languages that focus on speaking more with back portions of the mouth. Want examples? German is very in the back of the mouth. The famous 'ch' sound that German's are known for demonstrates this. It's often why Germans sound like they're trying to clear their throats when they talk; it's just how the language has developed. Learning a language? Know a language? Try and figure out exactly which portions of the mouth that language uses. You'll be surprised, I think.
And English has very backwards grammar compared to other languages. I mean, our verbs are behind our nouns, what a concept! A lot of languages don't do that, which is why it's so hard for people to learn new languages sometimes. And English itself is hard to learn, because of all those words that sound the same (there, they're, their), and those grammar issues and everything.

So why am I rambling about this? Well, I'll let you guys guess.

...what do you mean I've hardly given you any clues as to why I'm rambling about this? Ugh, fine, I guess I'll let you have a hint.

'Hozehthah ehl zuhm vahn ehlem vehrootahn'.

...still not good enough? Well, let's just say I've had a breakthrough in how I'm spending my free time from now on. Maybe I'll keep you updated. I guess it depends on how well it works out, and whether or not it can keep my interest.