"I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired"

The following is not an ideal way to spend your weekend:

(Warning: the following may not be for the squeamish)

You plan a trip to Athens to see an author who has paved the way in the YA publishing world for you. The author is speaking in the building that you had the bulk of your college classes in. Nostalgia all around. And added bonus, you get to see your friends! Hooray! So you get excited all week. Post updates on your gMail status and twitter. Pack the night before and you're good to go. In fact you're so excited, you have trouble falling asleep Thursday night. So you wake up feeling a little... off on Friday. But you chalk it up to not getting a lot of sleep and you're nervous about finding seating at the event, getting to Athens on time, etc. But you do get to Athens on time and your gracious friends offer to drive you to the event. You run upstairs to get ready and then you feel really sick. So sick that you throw up.

Now I've never been the kind of person who throws up when they are nervous. But I could have rattled off a list of ten things I was worried about so maybe this was the first time it happened. I felt much better after it happened so I thought I'd be good to go. I get to Park Hall, find a seat near the door and sit and wait to hear words of wisdom from Jackson Pearce. She gets there, she talks, she shares her story and some insider information and it's all good. Until I noticed how hot the room is. There is no air circulating in here. This desk is so cramped. I feel like my stomach is collapsing in on itself. How did I sit in these desks for four years? Oh she is going to read from her book now, I really want to hear this but wait a second why do I feel so gross all of the sudden. Oh no.

That's right, I had to get up in the middle of this girl talking, grab my stuff and run out of the room. Luckily the bathroom was one door away so I bolted in there and puked yet again. Awesome. I felt better yet again so I thought maybe it's just nerves. But ultimately I knew I wouldn't be very fun much with my friends that night and I knew I ran the risk of not feeling well later so I opted to drive home. Driving to and from Athens in a day has taught me I do not want a job that involves a long commute.

I basically prayed the entire drive home that a) there would be no traffic since it was 5:30 on a Friday in Atlanta and I would be driving on 85, 285, and 75. b) I wouldn't throw up in the handy plastic bag I had by my side. Well there is a God because neither one of those things happen. But I did run into my house the second I parked in the garage and... you guessed it... got sick again. As I did several times that night so I think coming home was the best choice. I also may have cried. I don't handle being ill very well. And I have been sitting on my couch ever since Friday night. I am definitely feeling better but still rather drained but I will be back to 100 percent tomorrow. At least I hope so.

But the bonuses to being sick all weekend: I caught a Teen Mom marathon on MTV. Team Maci! I lost about five pounds from throwing up and not being able to eat for a few days. My Scramble score went up 9 points on my iPhone. I found another awesome iPhone word game app called "Word Pops" and it's sort of like scramble but dare I say more fun? I may have played these games so much that I am almost sort of playing them with imaginary letters in my mind. Maybe I'm still sick and delirious and not just obsessed?

Oh and I think there will be several blog posts today since I have been slacking this month so win for you too! Maybe? Maybe!

"Suddenly I'm in over my head and I could hardly breathe"

In the final moments/seconds of today, let's have a Music Monday!! Here are eight songs I am borderline obsessed with these days:

1. Assassin by John Mayer. The hook in this song is INSANE. How he does it time after time, I don't know. I won't lie, I was if-y about his latest album, Battle Studies (still am to be honest) but this song is my hands down favorite so far. I want to hug this song cause I love it so much.

2. Seaweed Song by Passion Pit. Even though Sleepyhead is my standout favorite by Passion Pit, this one always catches my attention when I play through the album.

3. Don't Stand So Close to Me (Young Girl)- Glee Mashup. Glee is awesome (yay! Golden Globe winner!) and if Matthew Morrison is looking to settle down any time soon, he should definitely give me a call.

4. Sing Along -Virginia Coalition. I just love this song. I was actually listening to it before I fell asleep the other night and it was in my dream. So that was sort of awesome.

5. Are We There Yet -Ingrid Michaelson. I swear, every time I hear a song I like on a television show and I look it up, it is always her! I just love her!

6. I Don't Know -Lisa Hannigan. I am pretty sure this was a free download from Starbucks. And the fact that it was free just adds to the awesomeness. I always noticed Lisa's voice in Damien Rice's songs and she doesn't disappoint when she goes solo. The lyrics are so simple yet so true.

7. Tik Tok -Ke$ha. I know, I know. She uses a dollar sign in her name and she is ridiculous. But as hard as I tried to fight it, this song is catchy. Sort of like STDs and stomach viruses.

8. Lasso -Phoenix. Again, 1901 was the song that caught my attention (along with the rest of the world) but I always find myself listening to this one as well.

"Wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now"

I don't understand it when people say they have no regrets in life. I mean, sure, I hope they don't regret the person they married or having a child or those other "big" life decisions. But whenever someone says in a movie (and I realize it is a fictional character) that they don't have any regrets, I just don't believe it. I mean I regret the fact that I ate twenty(....-nine) Peanut Butter MnM's earlier today instead of 5, or you know, carrot sticks.

I went to Athens for the weekend because: 1) It was a long weekend. 2) A large majority of my friends still live there and I miss them greatly. 3) Several friends who now live out of state were visiting for another friend's birthday. It was an awesome weekend and as much as I love home, it still always makes me sad when I have to get on to 316 West instead of East.

I was extremely lucky to find a great group of friends in college. I mean an awesome, amazing, hilarious, fantastic, beautiful, smart, lovely group of friends. The only downside was I met about half of them the first half of senior year and the other half the last semester. So that meant only spending four or five months with some of them before we all graduated and went our separate ways. But I'm so grateful that these friendships have kept up thanks in large part to Facebook, texting, and gChat.

But it just makes me so sad that I could have been having the time of my life for four years instead of just one. So that's one of my biggest regrets. And sure, maybe if we all had met each other sophomore year, the timing and dynamic wouldn't have been right and it wouldn't have worked out. I'll just always wonder how much greater my college experience could have been. Not that I am trying to complain, I had an awesome time. And if I keep up my streak of visiting Athens that means I get to spend time with some of the people I love most. Until then... gChat and Facebook will just have to be a (distant) second choice.

Oh and while I'm talking about regrets. My other two involving my college years:

2. I should have been more involved in college. Since I declared my major junior year and therefore had to take my major classes the last three semesters of school which meant four english classes at once for a year. And that meant 16 papers in one semester. I had no life.

3. I should have done a freaking internship. I need experience. Job searching sucks. Still.

"And I'm invisible and everyone knows who you are/ ... Give me a photo to hang on my wall/ Superstar""

I have had a brush with fame.

Now I have already admitted I am a bit celeb-obsessed. In fact the topic somehow came up at my family's Christmas dinner (probably because I was gushing about some minor celeb) and this question came up: Which celebrity would you be genuinely starstruck around? Now I didn't lie and admitted sometimes I even get flustered when the associate pastor at my church is milling about the crowd. Brenda Woods, a local Atlanta news anchor, goes there too and I always point her out to my mom in a quiet whisper. One time I missed running into Matthew Stafford (UGA's former quarterback who is now QB for the Detroit Lions) by about an inch and I almost died (he was standing directly behind me in line at Jittery Joe's so when I turned around and he was RIGHT there. I think I gasped but it was more so because I almost slammed into him and would have gasped even if he hadn't been a star football player, who is rather attractive). So it's admitted, even minor popularity gets a big reaction from me. Some of my siblings tried to say that they would only freak out around a former president or some an A-list movie star. Whatever, they are liars.

But before we get to my awesome, albeit small, brush with fame, some background information: One of my favorite blogs to read is B-Side Blog. He created the other site I pimp on here but this is his own personal blog. He is high-larious. It takes a lot for me to laugh out loud at a website but he almost always accomplishes that. He blogs about Survivor, The Hills, living in LA, he does cooking adventures, and his flogs (live blogging when he is flying on a plane with wi-fi) are comedic gold. In a word he is AWESOME. So he blogged about the most recent season of Survivor and he said how NiceRussell looked like he could be in Dave Matthews Band and he would always have NiceRussell saying DMB lyrics along with "Shambo on sax!" in his recaps. It doesn't sound funny when I say it but it was hilarious. You should check it out if you're a Survivor fan.

So DMB's song was in a promo for the BSC Championship game last night (Poor Colt McCoy) and the second he came on all I thought was "Shambo on sax!" And this made me giggle. I happened to be on Twitter at the time and thought I should say something to B-Side. Now, while I like to know what the celebs are saying on Twitter, I rarely if ever say anything @ or directly to them. They get hundreds a day, why would they care about me? But this was funny, it was quoting him so that's flattering so I figured why not, so I said:

Simple, not too fan girl. Okay, okay. So then I saw that not too many people say something @ B-side. In fact, the last person that did, he responded to. You mean I could register on my favorite blogger's radar?! I was giddy. But alas, several hours passed, Texas couldn't accomplish a come from behind victory and there was no reply from B-side. I retired to my room to read before hitting the hay.

Long story, short(er): I read something in a book that I wanted to Google so I looked it up on my trusty iPhone. Then without really thinking I checked Twitter and I saw "the blue box" on my home page. Meaning someone said something directly to me. Now I had been tweeting back and forth with my friend HW so I expected it to be her but no, it was this:

That's right. I screen captured it. I'm a dork!

B-Side said something to me! ME! O.M.G. I told you it was small but it was exciting. He's one of my favorite (online) writers. It'd be like if Charles Dickens or Jane Austen said something to you on Twitter. Try to understand where I am coming from.

Well, I freaked out and got very excited cause I am a dork. But then I realized something: He only said it a few minutes ago, it might be the big tweet on his Twitter page! So I tripped over myself trying to get out of my bed that is piled with blankets thanks to this 20 degree weather we've been having and scrambled to my laptop on my desk. I get on Twitter and what do I see:

I'm slightly famous by slightly famous association!

He has 1,000+ followers and my name was there for all to see! And maybe he clicked on my name and read my tweets, and thought I was funny and then clicked on my website and saw this here blog and read it and loved it and is now reading this post and thinks I am a stalker and is somewhat worried. But he is admittedly sort of the same when it comes to celebs so I think he will like the gushing if he ever comes across this.

Oh and it gets better. He has a twitter feed on his blog. And I realized, OMG my name is probably on there and behold:

Ta da!

Very, very exciting. To me at least. I know you probably thought this post was lame and he's not even a real celebrity. But I recommend you check out his blog and read his hilarious stories and recaps and you too will fall a little bit in love with him and you'll understand where I am coming from. Might I recommend:

1. This Flog. And the exciting conclusion

2. Top Ten Baggage Claim Annoyances

3. About Sugar from Survivor: Gabon

I just reread the Flog and conclusion and I am cracking up. You really need to check it out.

"You're hot then you're cold/ You're yes then you're no/ You're in then you're out/ You're up then you're down"

So it's January sixth and this is my first post of 2010. Whoops. And it's sorta going to be about the book. Whoops x2. So much for my new year's resolution. But those never work out. Especially when you consider that my NYR has been to stop biting my nails since I was nine and that's still a bust so who really thought I wasn't going to write about the book in my next post? Anyway...

I just finished reading "The Smart One and the Pretty One" by Claire LaZebnik and it made me wonder: do authors purposely make one character more likable than the other or is it based on your personal preference and who you identify with because of your own opinions and tendencies? I mean in Harry Potter, sure, Harry was good and Voldemort was bad. That's obvious. But in chick lit and Young Adult fiction, is it that black and white?

For example Smart/Pretty is about two sisters: Ava and Lauren. Ava is the successful lawyer who is a little dowdy but she's nice and reserved. Lauren is the outgoing and fashionable sister who doesn't think about consequences and her debt is a big problem in the book. Now even in my description doesn't it show that I favored Ava over Lauren? But is that just because I'm not reckless and I don't try to meddle in people's lives and if I was severely in debt, I wouldn't continue to purchase fancy tops and designer jeans? But if someone is into fashion and likes to go with flow, does that mean they didn't care for the perhaps "boring" and "simplistic" Ava? Or is it the author who makes us favor Ava more than Lauren? I'm just not sure.

In movies, it's more subjective. For example, my college roommate and I both saw "Revolutionary Road" and I asked which character she sympathized with more. She said she was Team Kate while I was Team Leo. That's cool, different strokes for different folks. But I just kept wondering as I read this book, how could anyone like Lauren? She is pretty careless with other people's feelings, she forces her sister to do things she doesn't want to do, and she ends up falling for this horrible guy. It's the horrible guy that really clinched it for me. Now that character, that guy, the author made terrible on purpose. No doubt about it. He's rude and harsh and just an overall jerk. Which is why it is surprising that Lauren, this flirty, flighty, carefree girl would fall for him. So I just wonder how much authors manipulate their reader's thoughts and opinions.

Cause I'll be honest, there are one or two characters I obviously portray in a poor (read: pretty much pitch black) light in my book. But then there is one character and I don't know why, but I just don't like her sometimes. I know, it's insane. I created her, why wouldn't I like her? And I don't list horrible trait after horrible trait. In fact I almost feel guilty about not liking her so I am tossing a few noble things her way. But it's just weird. And I wonder IF people ever actually read this, will they not like her either or will they prefer her over the main character? Or do people just not care and I just read way too much into stuff?

These are just the thoughts that I have as I read novel after novel cause like I said, I consider it to be research.

Oh and two more thoughts: Why is that so many narrators say "I/my family wasn't particulary religious"? Is it just cause religion is a touchy subject so no one really wants to bring it into their stories? But Nicholas Sparks uses it quite a bit and he is still successful. I was actually surprised by how much he brought it up in his most recent book, "The Last Song". But maybe it caters more to his audience? And then my other thought: why is it whenever you want to illustrate that a character is crazy/outgoing/eccentric, the narrator/writer always says how they piece together different articles of clothing that "normally would like ridiculous but on her it looked fabulous and right". If I had a dollar for every time I read some variation of this, I'd be a rich girl. So I guess if you're looking to branch out, just mix together a bright yellow shirt with a hot pink skirt and add on some funky bracelets and blue stilettos and you're good to go. Oh cliches. But I'm sure I use one or two (or fifty) in my book so who am I to judge? Plus at the end of the day, they've gotten books published and I just have a 233 page word document. So they win!