February 2011
28 posts
“Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow...”
– Pablo Picasso (via weareallstarstuff)
Vienna Waits for Me
Right. So today was interesting. I found out one of my friends is pregnant, which is really terrifying. Seriously. I can’t handle it at all. “Dealing with things way beyond my maturity level.” is all. But then, I kind of rocked it up at soccer today. There’s something really soothing about soccer when you’re stressed. It’s fantastic.
So life is not so...
January 2011
22 posts
Things I hope to accomplish this year
Clean my room.
Perfect an Irish accent.
Finish reading the Bible.
Be substantially more well read in general.
Learn to play the harmonica.
Learn a song in French.
Figure out what I’m going to do with my life.
An angsty and purposefully cryptic post solely for...
It’s kind of funny. Or maybe just sad. But my eyes look prettiest after I’ve been crying.
On Sanity
Cat Stevens is the only thing keeping me sane at this moment. I’m not sure if that says much, though.
The bitterly honest story of my day.
So, today was basically terrible. So I am going to write down why I feel that way and hope I feel better about it by publishing it for all to see on the internet because for some reason that’s what people tend to do. And I’m not really sure why they would unless it would make them feel better. rantrantrant. My fingers are quite crossed, anyways, at least in the metaphorical sense.
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me: wind sucks
dad: no, it blows.
Tonight is a good night
I played with glitter, I glued my fingers together, and I ate ice cream. If only there wasn’t a physics test tomorrow.
Today, in athletics
We didn’t do anything because it was about zero degrees outside so a couple of my friends decided we’d go have a snowball fight. So we go outside, and there is just the teensiest bit of snow everywhere so we resort to scooping it off people’s cars and throwing it at eachother. Great fun to be had, I highly recommend it. However, I also recommend that you check to make sure...
When you have a phone
It’s a really good idea to save your contacts to your SIM card.
You see, crazy stuff happens. And the buttons on your dear lovely telephone stop working for no apparent reason and suddenly your dear lovely telephone isn’t so dear and lovely anymore. But a few months earlier, you thought it would be a lovely trick to demonstrate your faith in your phone’s steadfast dependability...
