Yes yes I know

I know I haven't said anything in the past few weeks about what's been happening to me. Well there's too much homework and remember, I'm aiming to finish my book by the end of the year so you know. Admitadly I've gotten slightly sidetracked with other stories, but that's just because sometimes I have to switch to something else just to keep my imagination running.
I'm thinking that the book will have around the number between 30 and 40 chapters, cause that just seems to work. I suppose I'm almost to the halfway point now, but there's still quite a lot to go, and will hopefully be more interesting, you know. There is one thing I don't understand. At the very beginning I knew exactly around the number of chapters I would have, and I knew everything that was going to happen, it's just the inbetween bits that link them together that I write as I go along, other than that I have everything planned out in my head, as in I write a whole chapter in my head, although I do forget the details later on, but I've still done it and it's fun. I also write it out first them type it up again, so basically it's like a double check, just like typing it up then reading over it again. I don't get how everybody else just doesn't do that. Am I just this odd very organized and planning things out person? Because I do have a lot of backups that always come in useful. So come on, somebody tell me, am I just weird? And is this planning everything out even a good thing? I mean, I've got 3 pages of notes down at the bottom of the page, and 10 pages of writing that I will be using later on which I've already written. So...?
OK, well just the general weird stuff that has happened to be this week, seeing how I haven't done this is ages.
First weird thing. On Monday after PE when I got one the bus I passed a group of people who I have never seen in my life. Well I might have once or twice. One of the boys wolf-whistled as I walked past and I felt like strangling him. But I just hate it when people do that. *looks back in memories* yup I absolutely hate it. And I count three.
Then it would probably just be Thursday where two random guys asked me if my name was Jasmin then said they like my hair. RANOM. You know lots of random stuff happen in life.
Anyway, starting the DofE stuff this week. I went to Volleyball on Tuesday, today I'm doing the volunteering at the Cats Protection (miaow). And I'm not so sure about the skill but I think I'm doing chinese but I have to miss it this week because I've got Tin Pan Ali.
See? And there is no interesting things in life this year. It's just work and work and work and work and some free time and more work and work and work and work. I'm becoming scared again about the Tin Pan Ali performances are going to be really really soon, and time has passed really fast this term. Soon it's gonna be Christmas.... I haven't had time to think of Christmas presents yet and I've been so busy that I couldn't even remember the day for Halloween or Christmas, god!
I can just say one thing. My fears have come true... Well, I could say that Molly was wrong, again. But it's really not giving me any satisfaction this time. *Sighs* I miss him and I doubt that he's been on holiday for about three weeks of school term. I had that feeling on the first day back... DAMN. Well, at least I can say what I write in stories definitely happen. DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN. DAMN
And I just had the weirdest dream last night. First, I managed to just sort of get back at every single person who has ever been mean to me, or as such. That was a great dream, I got them caught, hehe. Lol, and I didn't get into trouble once. How great dreams can be sometimes. But then my dream got slightly strange. There was a stranger who I didn't even know yet in my dream I did know him and I think he represtends someone I actually do know... No probably not who you're thinking but Kirsty might get it right =] Well or Molly... Curses for telling you guys. Basically I sort of traded my soul to save someone's life, and I wasn't even sure if I liked them or not. I'm not sure but I know I remember the exact words, which is strange because I tend to forget those details when I wake up. 'Please, save him. I don't even know if I like him that much, but please,' See, I wasn't even sure who I was pleading to. Blah blah 'Thanks, I owe you my life' 'I believe it's closer to your soul'.
Hm... I wonder who it could have been... I don't usually have dreams like this but I did so you know, weird. Hm, I seem to comment everything as being weird. Weird. But you know, I didn't even know who that was! Man that would probably have been the most frustrating dream I've ever had, or at least frustrating in my mind.
Oh yeah, and it's basically there's a locket which can save someone's life, even bring them back from the dead. I don't know... but it only works if the spirit or god or whoever it is allows it to work. Damn it was frustrating trying to reassure him that he would heal.
But still.... dibs on that idea cause it's my dream to my idea so my story so hah!
Sorry, I just had to do that.
Well, now I've got a story to write for a Library competition *want to win so I could give Molly that as a christmas present cause she wants it* *win win win win* *fingers crossed*.
I don't even want the prize but I'm entering it for the sake of it. I want to see if I'm within a chance of winning. *Win*