A couple weeks ago I talked about being done with therapy.
…I guess I lied. Continue reading “[Day 170] Sigh”
A couple weeks ago I talked about being done with therapy.
…I guess I lied. Continue reading “[Day 170] Sigh”
Turning 18 is a curious thing. Without a profound election to vote in, a nicotine addiction, or a sexual desperation, I don’t have much use for this age.
Sure, I can drive as many people in my car as I want, I can talk on the phone in the car, and I can get a hotel room, but meh. I don’t feel any different. I don’t feel suddenly more mature.
I wrote a haiku that I kind of like. I don’t expect any of you to understand it, so you won’t like it as much as me. But here it is anyways:
A beam of harsh light
Looks soft in this angry sea
Leads the ships on home
It flickers but holds
And still the waves slap the rocks
In awful taunting
The ship sinks down deep
There is no more of the light
Our beacon is gone
I filmed 8 videos today… enough to make up for all the lost time. I will edit them throughout the week and link you guys. But for now, I’m going to bed, because I am now a legal adult and I want to go to bed.
Also… weird kid from Central? You’re a really poor flirter.
Nervously, I stepped towards the door, beckoned by the specific sequence of lights above it. It was more of an archway, I supposed. A portal of sorts into adulthood. If you passed the test on the other side.
Turning around, I wrung my hands and took one last look at my parents. Continue reading “[Day 165] Eugenia part 1”
I’m blogging from the iPhone again because I’m short on time today. Sidenote: my creative writing teacher is yelling at an insubordinate student for being original. How dare he?
Anyways. With the new edition of this iPhone to my arsenal of technology, I’ve decided to, again, try to focus more on my physical wellness. After I stopped participating in school sports, I’ll admit that I kinda let myself go.
I’ve always been one of the bigger girls, even though I’ve always been one of the shorter ones. And it has never been fun, especially now that I’m not in shape anymore. But I’ve always wanted to be the petite one. The girl who gets held, not the girl beast that holds others. I am ten pounds overweight, and fifteen to twenty pounds over my ideal weight.
There is an app that my mom uses called ‘Lose It’. On it, you track your calories and exercise and it sets calorie and weight goals for you. Everything is calculated automatically. It’s really easy and convinient, and I actually find myself enjoying looking through my food intake.
I’ve tried countig calories before, but I’m lazy and it never really worked for long. This time, I think it’s going to work. I’m committed to being healthy outside as well as inside. I want to change my life, so that’s what I’m going to do.
No more excuses.
Last night, after a fairly crap week, my parents gave me a six day early birthday present, on which I am blogging to you right now. The iPhone is a beautiful piece of technology.
You don’t know how much I’m geeking out right now. My synced calander has already come in handy, as has the note app, the google app, and the SMS feature.
I already have facebook, pandora, solitaire, the dictionary, pocket god, wordpress, and Twitter. What other apps should I look for?
It was the second “official” birthday party in a long time. All though middle school, it had been just me and Rachel. But this year, for my fifteenth birthday, I was determined to reclaim some sort of my childhood. Continue reading “[Day 162] The Way I See It”
Dear Tara,
Our brothers used to play baseball together, so we ended up passing the time together. Remember? I spend the night at your house and we watched Mary Kate and Ashley. Remember?
If you don’t remember that, then you probably don’t remember the event that I’m actually writing to you about. Or you might… because you’re sick and twisted. Continue reading “[Day 161] Before it gets any better…”