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[Day 132] Super Honeymoon

Today’s holiday topic: Travel!

As I sit down to write this blog, I am stuck in Denver International Airport. The flight that should have left two and a half hours ago has been delayed again until four fifteen. It’s three o’clock now. And having finished “Pride and Prejudice and Zombies”, there’s not much left for me to do but blog and sleep. Continue reading “[Day 132] Super Honeymoon”

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[Day 130] One chance

Today’s holiday topic: Gifts! Specifically, gift giving.

I’ll be honest, I enjoy opening presents. I enjoy having new teeshirts to show off and new music to jam to. But what I like most of all is giving gifts. A lot of people say this, yes, I know. They like sounding like they’re good citizens who think only of others. I’d like to call BS, if that’s alright. Continue reading “[Day 130] One chance”

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[Day 126] I’m a fly on a wall

It’s nearing the end of the week, and Ms. Greb is late again. My 6th grade Spanish class is in an uproar, climbing on desks, chattering away without regard for the volume of their pre-pubescent voices. I’m sitting quietly in my seat, textbook open to a vocabulary page, trying to commit the Spanish term for bookshelf to memory. (Fun fact: I still don’t know it. Thanks, public school education.) Continue reading “[Day 126] I’m a fly on a wall”

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[Day 123] Easy as A, B, C!

I snicker as Shawn throws another bit of paper into the boy’s hair in front of us. We’re supposed to be paying attention to an astronomy lecture, but the constellation of white stars in the black mass of hair is much more interesting. The boy still hasn’t noticed, concentrated on the next origami unicorn he’s making. I’m ashamed of this memory.

When I first met Jenaer, I didn’t expect to talk to him, let alone become friends. He was different from anyone I’ve ever met, and that’s saying a lot. He was quiet and awkward, and I was loud and growing more openly confident each day.

After a year of emails, arguments, outbursts, and silent treatments, I realized that I’d gained a new friendship. It’s not a conventional friendship, and it is in no way always cordial, but it works.

Jenaer gives me a new perspective on life. There is very little we agree on, short of an unspoken mutual agreement that bickering should replace conversation. But he’s always saying something interesting, and I’m always looking forward to it.