LIFE // ex-zombified

Because yes, readers, I have returned from the dead ahem, my break. I'd like to give a nice big round of applause to our guest posters, Ara, Carlotta, and Sally. Thanks girls, you're the best! *clap clap clap*

And whoa, they changed some stuff while I was gone. Namely the image uploader. When did that happen? Weirdness. Next they'll be turning everything hot pink instead of blue. (Ahem, Blogger, wanna do that? Because that would be awesome.)

Anyway. This is just a quick post to say that yes, I am back, and yes, absolutely nothing of importance happened while I was missing in action.

Except I started running/working out again. It's almost summer, you know. I can't hide behind jeans forever (sob). And I really really want to fit into this pair of Dolce & Gabbana pants I found at Goodwill for $5. My thighs, however, resist my efforts to fit. Curse you, legs.

And my mom almost got a concussion on Saturday and almost broke her leg on Sunday. I think it's time she stopped getting out of bed, bad things just happen when she tries to move around. She's also been having issues with her eyes and none of the doctors know why — if you're the praying type I'd appreciate a mention for her. It would be majorly bad if she got majorly hurt, and she resisted my efforts to chain her to an armchair with an audiobook plugged into her ears.

I wrote exactly 570 words on my new book. Pitiful, I know. But I got all the outlining done (for now!) Want to read the first paragraph? (Copyright as always, please.)

    The blonde chick gets murdered first. It’s an unwritten rule of horror films. Think about it: Psycho, Carrie, Scream, House of Wax, Nightmare on Elm Street. That’s why, the summer before sophomore year, I dyed my hair chestnut brown.

Thoughts? I'm not 100% I love it yet. First of all, I've never been blonde, and second, I think it might be too cliché.

Oh: Almost 600 followers? You guys rock! *hugs*

Also, random people from my school have been reading my blog. (Hello, creepers from my school.) That was kind of unexpected. I still don't really know why. It's not that interesting, guys. Truly.

*goes back and reads post*
Wow. That was one fragmented post. I'm sorry. I'm not off my one-foot-in-front-of-the-other-and-think-of-nothing-else mentality from running yet (otherwise I just die by the side of the road, like a squirrel).

Better post soon, I promise. Plus a recipe for lemon cupcakes (nom).

xoxo.

listening to: Battle Cry by Shontelle