When I was a young’n, I had a friend named Mariah that lived down the street from me. I quite liked Mariah; she was interesting and knew people who were older than us (we were six). Continue reading “[Day 90] Wowzerz”
Category: 365 Days of Bri (Bri 2.0)
Bri’s adventure to rediscover herself.
[Day 89] Names and Stories
Dear Apple,
If it wasn’t for your technology, my stunt of perpetual wakefulness would have been much more unpleasant. Because if I’m not sleeping, the next best thing is to be jamming to my lime green iPod on a bus of exhausted, freezing debaters with a puking coach in the front seat at two in the morning, watching the torrential snow, and cowering from the windows that just wouldn’t shut.
Love,
Bri
PS. Sorry guys, I haven’t slept for more that three consecutive hours in three days, and I spent literally 12 hours of yesterday and today in a bus, as described above. Video and new blog coming tomorrow.
[Day 88] Star Kid
[Day 87] I wouldn’t either
At the moment, I am sitting across a cafe table from this girl who is telling me a story about this girl she hates. She’s quite animated, and even though I don’t particularly mind the girl she’s talking about, I find myself captivated by her stories. We are so completely different, and yet we get along really well. I’ve mentioned Celsey, the girl who is talking, before, but I’m going to go a bit more in depth today. Continue reading “[Day 87] I wouldn’t either”
[Day 86] Baby, it’s fact
I am regretful as I struggle to keep my eyes open to write this blog. Common sense tells me that I need to go to bed and rest, but my dedication to this project compels me otherwise. Continue reading “[Day 86] Baby, it’s fact”
[Day 85] He gets the message
I’m one of those smart kids that teachers probably hate. I swear I’m always paying attention (well, mostly), but it doesn’t always seem so. Sometimes I’m doodling eyes (it’s creepy but I am just perfecting my eyelashes.), but most of the time I’m leaning on my arm, fighting to keep my eyes open. Continue reading “[Day 85] He gets the message”
[Day 84] Thank you, Kelsey
There is beauty in music. When I pre-order a CD on iTunes, it’s like magic on the morning that it starts to download, when it’s officially out.
Jason Mraz just released his new live CD, Jason Mraz’s Beautiful Mess- Live on Earth. Being an admirer of his music anyways, I knew I would like this CD before even hearing it. But I’ll be honest, when I woke up this morning, I didn’t expect to fall in love. Continue reading “[Day 84] Thank you, Kelsey”
[Day 83] As Freud Would Say…
When I was a kid, I was very imaginative. I imagined the age of 10 as a rotund red-headed boy. There were points in my life that I actually thought I’d look like that when I was 10. I also thought that I’d never be able to imagine myself as any older than about six. When I used to daydream about living on a pirate ship with lots of other versions of me (I’m being completely serious), the older versions of me looked like the six year old me, except that they were taller. Reoccurring dreams were also normal for me. Continue reading “[Day 83] As Freud Would Say…”
[Day 82] The part of you
Dear creators of Lamebook.com,
As soon as my father sent your link to me, I’m happy to report that I’ve successfully wasted an hour of my life, and I will continue to do so until I have read EVERYTHING ON YOUR WEBSITE.
So thanks for giving me just one more reason to never leave my room.
Love,
Bri
P.S. To my three devoted readers, I will start posting less half-crap blogs soon. I just need to figure out a system that works for me. More than likely, I’ll have to just write all the blogs I possibly can early and schedule them.