Diary of a Wimpy Kid

I took my little sister to the library today and guess what she found...! Yes, that's right! Diary of a Wimpy Kid! Oh my! I was a little hesitant about the book at first, but I just read about 5 pages and it is laugh out loud funny. Really, I do mean it. I laughed and then translated some parts for my parents because I knew they would find it hilarious too. Ok. That's it. You can go about your business now. I just wanted to write that much. Nothing more to read now. Yup. That's it.

I'm Going to Write a Book

I’m going to write a book and I don’t care what anyone says. Should I rewind and tell you why? Because I’m a freakin’ failure, that’s why. Let me rewind some more. Remember that post about failing my midterm for biochemistry and then another post about not wanting to fail my final? Well, guess what? Ding, ding, ding. That’s right. I failed. Yeah, you read that correctly. I totally screwed up on my first year of pharmacy school. God damn it! No. No. I take the part about “god damn it” back. See, the only way I can hope to not be crushed with depression over this is so be so sarcastically unaffected by it. Does that make sense? No? Well, basically I’m going to pretend like this is some big joke and that my life is a little book that I can write sarcastic, yet brilliantly thought of comments about, in order to turn this little misadventure into a comedy. Does it make sense now? As you can see, this little episode took what was left of my sanity and twisted it. OK, so back to the book part. Seriously, who doesn’t want to read a book about failure? The reason that we read tragedies is that it makes us feel better about our own pathetic (in comparison) problems, right? Well, this book I’m going to write will be that tragedy that you can compare to your own life. Now before you go harping at me about how I should appreciate my life and everything I have, let me just say that I understand that a lot of people are in a worse situation. I know. I have everything. I should be thanking the lucky stars that I even got the chance to go to pharmacy school. See? I’m not totally unappreciative. Now that we got that settled and you know I won’t be whining like a bratty little girl who doesn’t get what she wants, I’ll tell you more about the book idea.

OMG! I’m actually excited. I’ve always wanted to write, but where to find the time? I’ve been handed this golden opportunity that was wrapped up in the stinking wrapping paper that is my failed biochemistry test. I basically can’t take any of my classes until I retake biochemistry next fall – which is like 8 months away. Soooo…. What better opportunity than now? I’m going to record everything in my endeavors to right my life. Sound good? Yup. I think it sounds great. I mean, for crying out loud. If I can read Strunk and White’s The Elements of Style for fun, I think I should be writing. It makes sense. It just does.

I had more to write but I lost my train of thought.

Disclaimer: This “book” is probably going to be nothing but a little journal that no one but me is going to read, but I didn’t want to say that at the beginning because I didn’t want to lose my thunder. But now that it’s the end of the post, I guess it’s time to be realistic.