Blog Everyday in July: Day 1

I'm really starting this off with a bang:
I've got nothing to talk about!

Well, not really, anyway. I could talk about Harry Potter, but I'll be doing that the fourteenth and fifteenth days. I could also talk about work, but that's boring. I could talk about physics, but that's even more boring.

Hum. What to talk about...

Music, I guess. Coco had an epic fail, so nothing's been written yet. But, the song Nicole made for OMLS needs harmonies, so we're trying to figure out how to do a three-part harmony mix of it and have it be, like, the theme music. I seriously freakin' love that song. ('Cause this is one, O-N-E Madlib Summer, if you want, want to sing with me...) I wish I could just pull a song out of my ass like that. God.
I wrote more lyrics. One's called Beautiful People. I'm still working out the second one in my head. It'll be dedicated to all my Etown peeps, though, so it'll probably have a lot of inside jokes. I'll definitely have to write the music for that one myself. And learn how to play guitar...
Anyone wanna tutor me? :P

That actually brings me to my next news for the day: I got my first paycheck! Three days of work = $200. I LOVE MY MOTHER.
I'll be giving about $45 of it to my parents for using their money for recent purchases, but the rest is mine. :) I'm going to save fifteen for the Harry Potter movie, stick most of it in the bank, then use the rest to buy books. Nerdfighter win.

Speaking of Nerdfighters, I feel like I really belong in Nerdfighteria this summer. I'm working to get brand new heart monitor software out to the public, decreasing the size of my carbon footprint by carpooling with my mom, AND I'll be doing a lot of charity work, like food drives, and breast cancer walks. I think I've truly embraced what it means to be a nerdfighter. It's a lot more than just being intelligent, awesome, and well-read. It's about actually making a difference, even if it's only to one or two people. :)
I love being a nerdfighter.

Completely unrelated note:
I dropped the bomb on everyone yesterday. I've only been away for two months, and I had already forgotten how much those people mean to me. I was really considering not going back until I talked to Arslan and Stepf. That was when I remembered everything. I remembered why I loved it out there and why I can't stay away from those people for too long without going crazy. I didn't cry until Arslan told me the sweetest things about how he wished he'd told me goodbye with a giant hug instead of just the regular hug(s) he did give me. I didn't know I meant so much to him until he said so, and that was when it truly hit me that I HAVE to go back. They're my family just as much as my friends out here. I love being home and I love having unplanned moments and random kidnappings, but I also love living with forty other people and creating one huge, dysfunctional, incredible family.

Sigh.

Well, for the year that I'm here, I'm going to make the most of it. I've been listening to All Time Low for a while now, and I think my favorite line is from their song 'Weightless.' It really describes how I'm going to live for the next year until I can be back on the east coast.

"Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year."