I should be studying for Summer Exams, which I'm already half way through... Summer! I can hear you calling my name, whispering to me, teasing me, promising me good times and distracting me from school work that needs to be done..! We'll be reunited soon, and when we are... it will be glorious!

 Your ever-faithful servant, Sonja.

In which I finally win

I suppose I should start this by explaining my what you could call, my 'winning' past. The only image I can put before you is a trophy cabinet. Mine would be empty. Shined to the point where looking at it directly may blind you, but empty nonetheless. I've gotten through to the finals of debating and public speaking competitions, to the 'last round' of interviews and auditions, but I've never won, I've always just about missed out on being picked as 'the best'. This all changed last week, and even now, I'm still reeling from the fact that for once, I have been picked. I'm not just someone who has been brushed aside, someone who can be labelled as a good 'back up', no. I, Sonja Warner, am a winner! I've been put through as a finalist for the EIL Travel Awards to go to Vermont USA to attend the Governors Institute for Young People and I am so ridiculously happy, delirious, ecstatic, enthralled and every other positive emotion right now! Last Tuesday my mother and I were in the car, driving to the nearest Dunnes Stores to get toilet paper, glamorous, eh? As we drove into the parking lot, my heart stopped as I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, slamming my hand down onto the radio to turn it off, I answered in what could only be described as a panicked frenzy while my mom found the nearest spot to park and watched me expectantly. After the initial pleasantries of the phone call had been handled, Marika, who works for the EIL Ireland programme said that she was pleased to announce that I had been selected as a finalist for the Travel Award, so basically, I'm going to Vermont! After a lot of excited squealing and about a million 'thank you's and some awkward 'your welcome's on Marika's part, the phone call ended. My mother and I shared a delighted scream together before she pushed me out of the car to ggo buy toilet roll, as soon as I was out of her line of sight, I text one of my friends, demanding her to call me immediately,after a phone call based entirely on high pitched squealing from both ends of the line, I returned to my mother, toilet paper in hand and my phone, still warm from having been pressed so tightly to my ear, hidden from view in my pocket. On the 25th of June I shall be on a plane, along with three other no doubt ecstatic winners, on the way to Vermont to attend the Governor's Institute for Current Issues and Youth Activism. My first win was definitely worth the wait!!

Dear Fifth year,

You suck and I hate you.

Sincerely, Sonja.


I realize that I've said this quite a lot, but just like a mother who tells her child how special they are, or my friend declaring her love for chicken. Saying it over and over again doesn't make it any more true.

My brain is on the fritz at the moment, darn school and your.. your LEARNING.

I suppose I should look on the bright side... Six months till Summer!




^ Here's a picture nabbed off Google images that always cheers me up.



-Sonj. x

Update 11-12-2011

You know that glorious moment when your phone buzzes from somewhere within the deep, dark confines of your jacket pocket? When you grin delightedly and think; 'Yes! I have friends!'. You fumble for your phone, clumsy with excitement and when finally, you find that magnificent little machine and jab at any and every button possible to illuminate the screen, then you find a nice cheery message.. from your phone company.

How frustrating.

Just two more years..

Back to the drudgery, cold weather and stress of school life.

I miss TY already.

Nearly two months into fifth year and already I feel the cracks in my once perfect plans are beginning to show. Plans to 'study from the very beginning' and to 'work myself to the bone' are distant memories. For the moment, myself, and nearly everyone else in Fifth Year, is running on autopilot because when you're given so much work to do in one night, and so many books to carry around with you, both your soul and your back are left screaming in agony.

Let me just say again, I miss TY.

Ah the days where the contents of a school bag consisted only of an empty copy and a home work journal.. where you'd laugh at the thought of 'homework' and even if you were given work to do, it was perfectly acceptable to disregard it completely and instead focus on your social life.

Have I mentioned how much I miss TY?

~

Update.

Bleh. :D

The End of the Shifters?

I finally finished it....finally!

I still can't believe it, I'm pretty sure I'm still in shock but on the 5th January at 1:30AM I finished writing the book that I had spent two and a half years working on.

My life has revolved around Kumiko and the Shifters and now that I'm done I'm almost terrified to hand it over to a publisher to be analysed, edited and printed. It'll almost be like a piece of my own heart is being read by whoever picks it up, my life story.

Of course i'm still very much in the process of editing myself, now I know, I know editors are there to do that for me, but i want it to be perfect. I want to keep it as true to Kumiko and the rest of my extended family as possible, because though they may only live in my imagination, they are my family. From Silver with her optimism (we all know somebody like this), Keiran with his mysterious past and adoration for Silver, Justice with his cockiness and being the guy you hate to love and love to hate, Griffin, the genuine good guy, Jordan, the father figure and even Regal, the sophisticated psychopath! :D

well right now theres not much else to say, i'll have to contact publishers to submit the book and if they accept i'll be seeing copies of my own work on a shelf!

Life is good. :)

~ Sonja. x