Project

Some big projects I'd like to start working on more often:

1. DOCUMENTATION!!! After I've finished my prom album, there's so much other stuff I'd like to get made into books. I have this GIANT file box upstairs in my room, and there's so much junk in it that I want to save: Letters, notes, tickets, pamphlets, programs, excess memorobilia, random pictures, stuff like that. I want to save it, but right now it's just piling up in that box and I never look at them and it's just messy. These are things I wish to save, but right now it's so cumbersome. If only I could make memorybooks, scrapbooks, journals, etc. out of all that crap, and then life would be wonderful!!!
2. Work on my rendition of Queen's "Somebody to Love" for an a capella group before coffee house performances next year. So far I've gotten to the first verse, which I guess is okay, but I haven't worked on it in a while and it's just sitting there taped to my wall gathering dust.
3. Write some of my own songs about stuff happening now so that it still means something when the songs get done. Write songs I can use for composition scholarships.
4. Write an autobiography (to go along with all the scrapbooks.)
5. Write short essays about songs I own on a word document. Then publish them and have people discuss the themes, etc. of the songs. I like discussion circles and blogging.
6. Make my own clothes and jewelry for a more eccentric wardrobe.
7. Write a musical.
8. Write a novel.
9. Learn to cook stuff so I won't go hungry in college. compose a recipe book.
10. Read more books.
11. Make money so I can afford to buy things I need for the projects above listed.
Some of these projects are probably impossible at this point in time (ex. writing a musical and novel) but hey, one can dream. I do want to get my life organized before I ship myself off to who-knows-where to gain an eight-year education. (Yes, that's right. Eight years.) I want to be well-read, well-written, and well-organized by then. Hack up some experience and enjoy my youth while it still lasts.
Speaking of youth... I have exactly fifty-seven days before I am an "adult." This is scary. Very scary. Someone help me. Please.