It Would Appear I Have No Life

     Well, it's about one in the afternoon; I have just woken up.  My computer is the first thing I say good morning to, even though it is not morning.  Do you know what I do next?  I check things.  Facebook is first:

     "Oh, it's someone's birthday, 'Happy birthday to you, person!'....Oh, someone poked me..'poke.'... No notifications?  Nobody loves me..I shall move on..."

     My blog is next:

     "I wonder how many views I've gotten since yesterday...."

     My blog on Tumblr:

     "Does anybody love me?  No comments.... Although four people are now following me.  Yay, you love me!  And you are all people I know!  I don't know whether to be excited or sad.  Excited because you are following me, or sad because perhaps you are following me out of pity, because I am a noob.... moving on..."

     Gaia Online:

     "Oh look, an announcement... It has absolutely no relevance to me... I must feed my virtual fishies so they will love me..."

     Dragon Cave (don't ask):

     "My dragon eggs are still hatching... you guys are taking forever... hurry up..."

     DeviantART:

     "Nothing here.  No love for me..."

     And then it's back to Facebook, where I waste about three hours of my life looking through the news feed.

     So, as you can see, my fans, I have no life.  And you know what?  I rather enjoy it.  Now, I'm going to try and motivate myself to work on my book . . . after I go find food.

 This is Maximum Sunshine, signing off.  Αντίο και ο Θεός ταχύτητας.

So, This Will Probably Get Annoying...

     . . . But, I'm gonna do it anyways.  I posted something in my story blog.  You should go read it now.  In the future, I will just give notices on here, and will not post the stuff from the story blog on Facebook.  That will be less annoying.

http://maxscollectionoftales.blogspot.com/2013/05/the-prelude-to-my-currently-untitled.html

Bazinga.

Go wild.

--Max

Branching Out

     I have decided to branch out, as my title suggests, and try and gather my blog a few more fans.  So, I have made a Tumblr account and set up the Max's Life and Beyond blog there, as well.  This does not mean that I am discontinuing my blog here.  At least, not yet.  I’m going to see how things play out.  So far, it seems as though, here, on Blogger, this blog is far more accessible to you, my current fans, as it does not require you to sign up for anything in order to leave me comments and such.
     As a result, seeing as how I am not as familiar with Tumblr as I am with Blogger, I am going to keep both blogs running for the time being.  Anything I post on here with also be posted on its twin blog, and vice versa, this post included.

     I just want to get my story, however deranged and sporadic it may be, out there for everyone to see.

     However, this does not mean, my fans, that I am abandoning you for new fans.  No, I hope you stay with me.  I don't even know how long I will keep the Tumblr blog; it may not even work.  Only time will tell.  I do hope you continue supporting me as you have done, all this time.  There always comes a time when change occurs.  Give Max's Life and Beyond's new location a visit, will you?  For me?

http://maximum-sunshine.tumblr.com/

It's not quite as fancy as it is here, on Blogger, but I sort of like the look.  It's . . . simple.  Eye-pleasing.  Tell me your thoughts?

Toodles,
—Max

My First Attempt At Some Sort Of Greatness

     So, my lovely roommate messaged me on Facebook about a $1000 scholarship for bloggers.  Well, I blog, and my mother has been harping at me about filling out scholarships for the upcoming year, so I thought "Why not?"  Anyway, I had to write an essay, 1000 words max, but they said shorter was better (weird, right?) so, this was my entry:

     I began blogging as a means of keeping track of the events that happened throughout my life.  I was never any good at keeping an actual, pen-and-paper journal, but I always found it easier to express myself through writing rather than trying to speak my mind aloud.  So, I decided to try online blogging; there was less of a chance for me to get a hand cramp while typing. 

     I latched onto the blog world immediately; I knew people could see what I was writing, but at the same time, I didn't have to see who was reading, or be seen in return.  Blogging became my way of remaining hidden in shadow while I exposed my secrets to the world’s glaring spotlight.

     Upon first glimpses, some of my entries don’t appear to have any real value, and truly, some of them probably don’t; some are just for pure entertainment.  But no matter what the subject matter, every post shares something in common: me.  They all contain bits and pieces of me that I want the world to understand. 

     Some posts possess my sarcastic and witty side, shining a giant floodlight on my more humorous strands of thought.  Other posts grip tightly to my serious self, slowly exposing the very fibers that serve as the base for my humanity. 

     In everything I write, you will find something of me there, whether it be my anger, my joy, my sorrow, or even my laughter.  It’s all laid out for others to read and make of it what they will.  Maybe some will see a bit of themselves reflecting back at them from my words.  Or maybe they will find a window, out which they can peer and finally make sense of something they previously couldn't understand.

     Blogging for me may have begun as a way for me to keep track of my own life, but it has quickly escalated into my way of presenting who I am, so that others might understand me—and perhaps even themselves—a little better than they did before.

     Well, what do you all think?  (Leave me a comment!)

     Now, this scholarship is unlike many in the fact that you, lovely fans, are the ones who will decide my fate.  Yes, that is right, you will be voting on whether I should win this scholarship or not.  Now, the voting does not begin until this coming November, on the 14th, and it ends specifically at noon Pacific Time on November 27th, which will be 2:00 pm Central Time.

     Of course, you will forget all of this by the time November rolls around, but I will send out another post, reminding you to vote.  From what I read on last year's winner's blog, you can vote once per day during the allotted voting time.  As I said, I will remind you all of this when the time comes.

     I figured I would at least attempt this scholarship, because it seems pretty up-my-alley, if you know what I mean.

     If you blog, and would like to enter for a chance to win this scholarship...jeez, I sound like one of those "Enter To Win!" commercials on TV..."Just call this number, and you can be entered for a chance to win a trip to blah, blah blah!".....here's the link:
http://www.collegescholarships.org/our-scholarships/blogging.htm

     Thanks again, Shannon, for sending this to me!

This is Maximum Sunshine, signing off.  Αντίο και ο Θεός ταχύτητας.

Because People Would Get Angry If I Updated My Facebook Status Every Few Minutes, and Because I Don't Have Twitter

     I don't like it when people update their statuses on Facebook every second.  However, I can understand why some do.  Sometimes, you just get the urge to update your status with witty things.  That's why Twitter was created: for people with Status-Updation Compulsion Disorder (SUCD).  And although I hate to admit it, I am having a SUCD fit.  So, instead of updating my Facebook status every two minutes and end up annoying a lot of people, I shall create a post of statuses that I feel like posting, right this instant.  Feel free to borrow some of these incredibly witty statements.

1. Dust is the bane of my existence. (Currently my FB status).
2. Sometimes I have the urge to do TBH statuses, but then I remember that I would be too lazy to answer any of them.
3. The main reason I never clean my room: I get distracted by all the little notes and nostalgic paraphernalia from my high school days and/or childhood.
4. Internet, you are distracting me almost as much as my childhood memories I keep finding all over my bedroom floor.  Please stop it.
5. Hash tags belong on Twitter, not Facebook.  Get it straight, folks.
6. I play epic sounding music while cleaning my room.  Instead of motivating me to clean faster, however, I just end up clutching clothes or other objects I happen to have picked off the floor at that time, pretending I'm in a music video.  I am, in the words similar of my friend, Jordan, total lame-sauce.
7. Music lyrics for statuses.  Enough said, there.
8. Having a 50 ft Ethernet cable is not helpful.  Why?  Because it allows me to get Internet upstairs in my room, which in turn allows me to get on Facebook instead of cleaning my room.
9. My car must think we are on the run because I did something illegal; I have done more driving in the past four days than I have done all year, I think.
10. I always thought I was pretty tom-boyish, not too girly.  Then, I found all 14 of my purses.  -shakes head sadly-
11. I didn't realize how much of a pack rat I was until I debated with myself about throwing away a scarp of paper with a doodle on it.  It's memorabilia, I said.  No, its trash, I said . . . I'll throw it away later, when I know for sure I don't need it, I concluded.  I'm so bad, I keep candy, thinking, oh, it's still good, I'll eat it later. . . I need help.
12. I have all sorts of fun things I plan to do this summer.  Which means I probably won't do any of them.
13. I love being home.  The feeling of inhaling cat hair up your nose is absolutely invigorating.
14. Stuff all over my floor.  Must sweep carpet.  Solution?  Throw everything on my bed and tell myself I'll sort through it later.  My cleaning method at its best!
15. When you find swords hidden in all four corners of your room, and two baseball bats in your closet, you begin to question your levels of paranoia.
16. Mismatched socks are also the bane of my existence.
17. Our new vacuum cleaner was a little too eager to clean my bedroom carpet; it pulled me across the room, and I stubbed my pinkie toe on it in the process.
18. Ah, I love the smell of dog breathe on my face in the morning.

     Well, folks, I think that is the extent of SUCD fit.  Now, I have a question for you guys, and your responses will determine my final decision:  Should I get a Twitter account, or not, and, if I did, would you all follow me?  (Because me getting a Twitter account would be strictly for my blog and its readers: so, all of you.) Comment yes or no in the comment section of this post.

Don't leave me hanging; leave me a comment!

This is Maximum Sunshine, signing off.  Αντίο και ο Θεός ταχύτητας.

Free To Do Absolutely Nothing For The Next Three Months

     Well, everyone, I am officially done with my first year of college.  It's rather hard to believe, actually.  I feel old.
     So, some things have happened since I last spoke at you:

     First, I helped my sister shoot a wedding.  (Photography, people, not guns.  Come on, now).
     Second, while shooting this wedding, I felt like I was in an episode of Supernatural.
     Third, I got a full body massage.
     Fourth . . . yeah, I don't have a fourth thing to tell you.  Except, what should have come before the wedding thing: I finished my first year of college, and I almost died trying to pack all of my crap in my car.  But besides that . . .

     So, my sister is starting up a photography business (she's fabulous, by the way.  I'll put a link to her Facebook page at the bottom of this post.  A little harmless advertising for my wonderful sister).  Anyway, this last weekend, she shot her first wedding.  Long story short, people got wasted way too early and didn't really do what they were supposed to do; they were a lively bunch, though, so the pictures were lovely and very spontaneous.  But, there was plenty of drama, as there always is at weddings, full of disputes and "he said, she said's," and there was no shortage of tears, some happy, others not so happy.  But it was quite the experience, I will say that much.
     Now, on to the Supernatural part.  For those of you who don't know what Supernatural is, you can get the gist of the story line of Season 1 here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Supernatural_(season_1).  Great show.  Anywho, for those who know of the greatness of Supernatural, the reason I felt like I was in an episode was because my sister and I started out the weekend in a classic Sam and Dean style: lots of fast driving on deserted roads in the middle of nowhere, until we came to a small, deserted town, where we checked in to a little motel (the kind with the doors to the rooms accessible from outside, all lined up in a row, right next to active train tracks, which was very annoying).  The room was just like the ones in Supernatural: two beds, one bathroom, and strange decorating.  Everything was eerily quiet (except for the stupid trains), and when we did see people, they acted that off-standish nice/suspicious way that small-town townsfolk usually act towards strangers.  It was all very deja vu, in a 'heyIsawthisonTVonetime' sort of way.
     Before I can tell you about the full body massage, I must explain that I have done so much driving in the past few days that I am not sure how much more my poor bottom can take.  Also, when I came home for a little bit on the drive back to my sister's house, both my sister and I shot our brother's giant shot gun.  Let's just say I nearly got knocked on my poor behind every single time, that thing kicked so much.  I'm surprised I haven't bruised yet, although my shoulder is very sore.  Well, you get the gist of it.  I was very sore after the wedding weekend and shotgun-shooting.  Where my sister works (a salon), they just got a new massage therapist, so my dearest sister set me up an appointment with the new girl for an hour-long, full body massage.  To put it mildly, it was supercalifragilistic--. . . amazing.  Pure bliss.  However, the kicker was that afterwards, I was to drink tons of water, otherwise I would be sore the next day.  Well, I drank a bunch of water, and I'm pretty sure even if I drank the Great Lakes, I would still be sore.  I know this because, right now, I am sore.  It was sort of a win/lose situation, but in my opinion, totally worth it.

     And now, I am home for the summer, and I plan to spend as much time as I can doing trivial, but fun little tasks, like. . . well, practically nothing.  Except for work, which is gonna be starting sometime here, I plan on being lazy.  And it will be glorious.

Here is the link I promised, to my sister's photography page on Facebook.  Give it a like!
https://www.facebook.com/TaBuoPhotography?fref=ts

This is Maximum Sunshine, signing off.  Αντίο και ο Θεός ταχύτητας.