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[Day 63] Video Girl

Photo 378My day started off with a near-inability to get out of bed, followed by the realization that I’m developing a muffin top (google it). Then I ate an unsatisfying, silent breakfast, followed by a quick ten minutes of email checking and being threatened with having my door taken off its hinges. Not a great beginning, but I was determined to find something good about today. Continue reading “[Day 63] Video Girl”

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[Day 55] You and I left our troubles far behind

Photo 380The following is my account of the second day of the trip I took to Washington, DC, in 8th grade. Four years ago. Wow. Long time. For clarification, Redlands is the other middle school that went with us, this is how I wrote back in 8th grade, and I was in a room with four other girls. I didn’t like any of them, and they didn’t like me. I slept in a cot at the far end of our room and I was still in my annoying non-conformity stage. Enjoy. Continue reading “[Day 55] You and I left our troubles far behind”

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[Day 48] What about me, Mr. Coit?

On my first day of kindergarten, there was only one person I knew, and her name was Olivia. We’d been in the same gymnastics class, which seems to have made a more lasting impression on her, being a dancer now and all. So when I stepped into the room with hundreds of toys lined up on the rows of desks, I noticed her and didn’t leave her side the entire day. I was terrified, so a familiar face was reassuring. Continue reading “[Day 48] What about me, Mr. Coit?”

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[Day 42] The Meaning of Life

Speech and debate pretty much consumes my life. Everything is so… empty without it. I love the people, the events, and the overall feeling that comes with it. I am a narcissist, so hearing my own voice is always nice, I am argumentative, which is helpful for debating, and I am dramatic, which is great for my second event, poetry interpretation. Continue reading “[Day 42] The Meaning of Life”

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[Day 35] My roots are showing!

For the first time in three hours, I have down time, so I’ve chosen this small victory to write today’s blog. If you’re wondering what I’ve been doing for three hours, I’ll tell you. Actually, I’ll tell you whether you’re wondering or not. I’ve been at my high school for three hours, working on the school paper. Normally I wouldn’t mind, but since I didn’t get any sleep last night, I’m a bit out of it. Continue reading “[Day 35] My roots are showing!”

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[Day 34] Why you gotta act like you know when you don’t know?

Photo 76By the beginning of 7th grade, I had grown bored with myself. After walking the track around the football field for almost all of my first year of middle school, I’d run out of interesting things to discuss. There was only so much to be said about basketball, language arts, and fantasy books, especially when the only contributor in such conversations only had one perspective. The lonely perspective. Continue reading “[Day 34] Why you gotta act like you know when you don’t know?”

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[Day 23] I’ll be monitoring your frequencies

Photo 331Last week, I talked briefly about some issues I was having with my alleged harshness. A similar incident occurred today, although with different people. The first time, my primary issue was with someone in charge of me. Today, it had to do with people I was in… command of. (Don’t judge me for that… I just saw Star Trek for the fourth time) Continue reading “[Day 23] I’ll be monitoring your frequencies”

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[Day 17] Ship Off, Ship Away

On November 16, I’m going to be a mess. Just understand that right now. Also understand that I really, really despise the Marines right now. No, no, I’m not one of those crazy hippies who protests wars or the military, it’s more of a personal issue. Yes, the Marines have personally offended me. How? They’re taking my best friend away from me. Continue reading “[Day 17] Ship Off, Ship Away”