When 2011 started, I was with my friends, running around a freezing cold neighborhood. But now, as it draws to a close, I'm not doing any of those things. I am sitting on a couch with my cat, reminiscing on the past year like any normal fourteen year old girl would. So, to condense the last year of my life in blog post form:
I spent almost the entire last day of my school year sitting in the journalism room with some of my closest friends.
I saw Deathly Hallows Part 2 at midnight.
I met Sarah Dessen with my best friend.
I played on a basketball team for the first time and failed. Miserably.
I stayed up until nearly four in the morning to get into Pottermore.
I was sorted into Hufflepuff.
I made a friend through the internet.
I discovered the world of YouTube and vlogging.
I participated in BEDA.
I performed in my last musical of junior high.
I wrote a novel.
I broke a computer. Twice.
I lost one of my closest friends.
I discovered the world of tumblr.
I started my freshman year of high school.
I became yearbook editor.
I met some awesome people through church camp.
I started this thing, where for some reason people read the crap I spew. Thanks guys. You really don't know what this means to me.
Until next time
xx D
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Ramblings from my summer
This past summer, before I discovered that I could ramble toward an audience (of four) about my life, I rambled to a notebook that my friend Gaby decorated that is now falling apart. It wasn't a journal, per se, mostly just nonsense on a page.
I have an entire page, written at about midnight, dedicated to me thinking about what Hogwarts house I would be in. I'm not going to subject you to that horror. But, I am going to subject you to this:
"I think the house animal would be a bunny. Because they're cute, but vicious. No one would expect a Slytherclaw to be evil if their mascot was a bunny. The logic makes sense, I promise. [...] Hey, the motto could be always sleep with a hammer. [...] Welcome to the deterioration of my mind."
"I like rainbows. It's dark outside. I don't like dark. My neck hurts. I don't like that at all. I like Harry Potter. I also like balloons."
"I found so much when I cleaned my desk, or The Pit of Doom, as I like to call it."
"My owl is staring me down. I don't remember his name."
"I just broke a pen and now I have ink all over my hand and my sheets."
And my personal favourite here: "Just thought to myself, 'I believe in love the same way I believe in evil geniuses. Like, they're there, but not easy to come by.'"
I just... I don't... What.
In this notebook, there is also an entire page with just "From her" written in block letters at the top. Yeah.
Until next time
xx D
I have an entire page, written at about midnight, dedicated to me thinking about what Hogwarts house I would be in. I'm not going to subject you to that horror. But, I am going to subject you to this:
"I think the house animal would be a bunny. Because they're cute, but vicious. No one would expect a Slytherclaw to be evil if their mascot was a bunny. The logic makes sense, I promise. [...] Hey, the motto could be always sleep with a hammer. [...] Welcome to the deterioration of my mind."
"I like rainbows. It's dark outside. I don't like dark. My neck hurts. I don't like that at all. I like Harry Potter. I also like balloons."
"I found so much when I cleaned my desk, or The Pit of Doom, as I like to call it."
"My owl is staring me down. I don't remember his name."
"I just broke a pen and now I have ink all over my hand and my sheets."
And my personal favourite here: "Just thought to myself, 'I believe in love the same way I believe in evil geniuses. Like, they're there, but not easy to come by.'"
I just... I don't... What.
In this notebook, there is also an entire page with just "From her" written in block letters at the top. Yeah.
Until next time
xx D
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