Hello, Shalayla!

Not much is happening around here as of late. Just the usual high school conflicts and all of that other stuff that helps to waste away as much of our decency as the general population can suck out of those of us with minds and personalities. But anyway. My German is super cool. I think you'll like her. I do, anyway. Nothing too especially exciting has been happening, and the only plans I really have for next weekend are I think Friday or Saturday I'm going to gather together five of my closest friends here. I embarked on an interesting project this past week. See, I've always wanted to write a novel, as you know. With the plot that I'm trying to write, I need to have a solid group of main characters (I'm shooting for eight, though it may become six...) that are intensely close to each other. Now, I have come to realize that the group of friends I associate myself with is perhaps the most close-knit group I've have ever personally encountered. I mean, they've been together for years, and they know each other so much better than most "close" friends do. It's amazing how much is between all of them, how many ties there really are. And plus, they (we, since I've become a part of it) have dinstinctly different personalities, which would make them a fascinating group of characters. However, I am not the kind of person to base characters off of real people without figuring out who they really are to each other and who they are in their own opinions. So I crafted a survey (18 questions, one with fifteen small subcategory things, and five with eight subcategories), which is apparently really hard and takes a lot of time. I gave each of the people I want in my book (myself included) a copy of it. So far I've gotten one back, and I handed them out on Monday and Tuesday. Except now I don't know about one of my characters, cause he went to lock-up today and will be there for anywhere up to two years. And I didn't get a survey to him because I didn't know if he had to go or not. But without the survey information I don't know if I know enough about him to write about him. I do have the opinions the others have about him, but I don't know if that will be enough. But anyway, that makes me sad, cause my buddy is gone. But yeah, the point to this story is that I'm gathering my survey parpicipants at my house so I can see how they relate to each other in person and not just what they think of each other. So that's that. Some of the people (as in three of them) are kind of fighting right now which complicates things. So I don't know yet. I don't want that tension to be there cause it will change them. But anyway, I should probably get going, I have tons of homework to do. (Thank you AP Lit, German, AP Psych...)