New Blog; Lights Inside My Head.
I'm going to post a photo/drawing/blog post there every day for at least a year.
I need to make myself do this, EVERY DAY.
I will still post here every so often, just like I have been.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Saturday, May 26, 2012
come on skinny love just last the year
One day, I will have a pug. And I will name it Pippin.
Only 1 1/2 days left of being a senior.
Prom was surprisingly a lot of fun. I'm glad I went. When my friend and I first arrived she wanted to dance. So we went onto the dance floor, and when we looked around us we were surrounded by couples grinding. There was nothing else we could do besides walk away.
A similar story: I had to stay after school to make up a test, and as I was standing in an empty hallway near a door waiting to be picked up, a couple walks by. They decide to stop right next to me, hug goodbye, and make their farewell as long as possible. Then they start really going at it playing tonsil hockey, and I'm just standing there like "Oh dear god why do these things happen to me. I got here first. Why must you be right next to me. You have an entire school to do this, why this hallway. #foreveraloneproblems." Seriously. Why do these things happen to me.
For my last high school project, I had to rewrite a fairy tale where the characters had mental disorders. I rewrote Rapunzel. The ending was incredibly tragic.
I'm exempt from all my finals (because I have all A's and I only missed one day of school this semester) so I'm basically done, just have to show up the next two days. I've enjoyed reading and listening to music in all of my classes.
It's been a good year, but I'm really glad it's over. The best part about prom and the last orchestra concert being over? I can now eat whatever the hell I want without feeling guilty.
My new favorite thing is playing Minecraft while listening to the Lord of the Rings soundtrack.
Really anything is better when listening to the LoTR soundtrack.
That, and "Apple Bottom Jeans".
Lord of the Rings pick up lines are the best pick up lines.
"Your beauty has pierced me like a Morgul blade."
I woo ALL the boys.
Only 1 1/2 days left of being a senior.
Prom was surprisingly a lot of fun. I'm glad I went. When my friend and I first arrived she wanted to dance. So we went onto the dance floor, and when we looked around us we were surrounded by couples grinding. There was nothing else we could do besides walk away.
A similar story: I had to stay after school to make up a test, and as I was standing in an empty hallway near a door waiting to be picked up, a couple walks by. They decide to stop right next to me, hug goodbye, and make their farewell as long as possible. Then they start really going at it playing tonsil hockey, and I'm just standing there like "Oh dear god why do these things happen to me. I got here first. Why must you be right next to me. You have an entire school to do this, why this hallway. #foreveraloneproblems." Seriously. Why do these things happen to me.
For my last high school project, I had to rewrite a fairy tale where the characters had mental disorders. I rewrote Rapunzel. The ending was incredibly tragic.
I'm exempt from all my finals (because I have all A's and I only missed one day of school this semester) so I'm basically done, just have to show up the next two days. I've enjoyed reading and listening to music in all of my classes.
It's been a good year, but I'm really glad it's over. The best part about prom and the last orchestra concert being over? I can now eat whatever the hell I want without feeling guilty.
My new favorite thing is playing Minecraft while listening to the Lord of the Rings soundtrack.
Really anything is better when listening to the LoTR soundtrack.
That, and "Apple Bottom Jeans".
Lord of the Rings pick up lines are the best pick up lines.
"Your beauty has pierced me like a Morgul blade."
I woo ALL the boys.
Saturday, May 5, 2012
Over the past few weeks I:
Bought a dress for prom.
Cried at my last orchestra banquet when our teacher read a part of my scholarship essay.
Found out Blogger got a new look.
Questioned why websites feel the need to change the look of their site when the old way was perfect just the way it was.
Have not been able to stop constantly listening to Owen Pallett/Final Fantasy.
Have also said "totes cray" and "YOLO" too many times.
At the orchestra banquet it finally hit me that I am almost done with high school. For the past four years the orchestra has been like my family. The journey has ended, and I feel like I am missing a big part of my life. But I'm excited to see what's next.
I'm writing a satirical proposal in English like Jonathan Swift did about how terrible teachers are not punished while good teachers are not getting rewarded. I'll probably post that when I'm finished. Prezi is a pretty cool website when I don't have to use it for astronomy. I totes mentioned the fact my astronomy teacher played Words With Friends for an entire period while she let us have a "study hall". My life is so cray. YOLO, I suppose.
Bought a dress for prom.
Cried at my last orchestra banquet when our teacher read a part of my scholarship essay.
Found out Blogger got a new look.
Questioned why websites feel the need to change the look of their site when the old way was perfect just the way it was.
Have not been able to stop constantly listening to Owen Pallett/Final Fantasy.
Have also said "totes cray" and "YOLO" too many times.
At the orchestra banquet it finally hit me that I am almost done with high school. For the past four years the orchestra has been like my family. The journey has ended, and I feel like I am missing a big part of my life. But I'm excited to see what's next.
I'm writing a satirical proposal in English like Jonathan Swift did about how terrible teachers are not punished while good teachers are not getting rewarded. I'll probably post that when I'm finished. Prezi is a pretty cool website when I don't have to use it for astronomy. I totes mentioned the fact my astronomy teacher played Words With Friends for an entire period while she let us have a "study hall". My life is so cray. YOLO, I suppose.
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