Bri's Own World

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“If a voice inside you says ‘you cannot paint’, then by all means paint, for that voice will be silenced.” -Vincent Van Gogh

Posts Tagged ‘love’

[Day 143] Good Guess!

Travis, everybody you touch falls in love! Can’t you see that?! The only one who’s coming out of this whole deal empty-handed is you! It’s just not fair.” Read More…

I'm pushing my luck

I'm pushing my luck

We’re taking a break from holiday blogs for this special announcement: I DID IT AGAIN! HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW, WORLD??

Story time. So pretty much everyone knows the Dylan story by now. It was one of my main motivations in starting this project, and it has almost been completely resolved because of this project. But I’m here today (tonight) to tell you about a different saga that occurred almost at the exact same time, just in an entirely different facet of my life. Read More…

I’m one of millions of kids that is told by their parents, “No dating until you’re sixteen”. For some reason, I imagined this occasion as follows; On the day of my 16th birthday, the voice of my best male friend (to be decided) would come over the intercom at school (he’d figured out a way to jack it… obviously) and announce that I was now eligible to date. A hoard of attractive high school boys (since everyone would know who I was)  would stampede towards me…. Read More…

[Day 100] Made it

This is an incredible landmark. As of now, I’m going to attempt to make you a list, internet. A list of 100 things I have learned from this journey thus far. Read More…

Just so no one freaks out: I’m switching Monday and Thursday of this week because I really want to write about what happened today.

One of my friends recently traveled to a different state to visit her significant other in college. She’d been excited about the trip for a good while now, and everyone who knew her was excited as well, because her attraction to him was so genuine. It was a four day weekend, the perfect opportunity for her trip. She was scheduled to arrive home on Sunday afternoon. Read More…

[Day 13] The Parade of Lights

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The Parade of Lights was always the highlight of my year as a kid. My parents would start getting my brother and I ready an hour before we left, handing us several layers of clothing; long underwear, two pairs of thick woolen socks, jeans, sweater, ski jacket, scarf, and padded ski gloves. It was never enough. But I didn’t mind. Read More…

[Day 9] Naturally Curious

Two years ago, standing in the sophomore hall of our high school, my friends and I found a folded note on top of the fire Photo 265extinguisher. The paper was a bright yellow and inside, there was some text and handwriting both. The text read: What’s YOUR secret? Write down one of your school-appropriate secrets that not many know for the yearbook. If you feel comfortable, you can write your name. If not, that’s ok too. Thanks! The person who was given this slip of paper wrote something profane that I won’t repeat but had to do with… relations with another student that we all knew. Read More…

[Day 2] Old friends

Today was the day I had to give something away. Originally, I intended this to mean a physical thing, but then I realized the broadness of the phrase. Was it possible, then, that I could give something like a secret or a personal story away? I thought so.Photo 172 Read More…

[Day 1] Body issues

Today was my day for trying something new. But before I get into that, here’s a fun blast from the past that I really got a kick out of today. I needed a picture of Liam Aiken for a speech I had to do for AP Lit, and this was the one I ended up picking. It just makes me giggle.Li and Bri2 copy Read More…

How long has it been since I last blogged?

Too long. I am sorry. Possible excuses: 1. I’ve been busy. That’s true, but how many hours do I spend in front of YouTube when I’m NOT busy? 2. I’m always too tired. This is also true, but again, there have been plenty of opportunities in which I could have blogged earlier in the day before I exhausted myself. So if it’s not #1 and it’s not #2, then it must be #3… I’m a lazy and horrible webmistress.photo-184 Read More…