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Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Lent

I wonder if you can add things instead of give things up for lent. Can you say "I'm going to drink 8 glasses of water each day"? I don't know.

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Senior Trip! + Questions

S0. I've been thinking. My senior trip is tomorrow. How did what I've been looking forward to for the longest time totally sneak up on me?? Its TOMORROW for Christ's sake. Also, I've been thinking about starting a blog diary about my life in college. Maybe starting this summer and going for four years. Its easier to type, and maybe I'll print out the entire blog one day so I can save a hard copy in case the entire internet fails (which would suck). I wish there was a way to print out the entire contents of your tumblr/pinterest so you'd have a hard copy of all your inspirational materials right with you. Someone should make that happen. Kind of like a memoir.

Drugs #2

So I've smoked weed for the second time today. It was only two hits off a bowl, but I do feel a bit more relaxed. I weeded most of the garden today. I have a really sore throat. :( I know its weird, but I always feel like Lisbeth Salander when I use a phone with a slidey keyboard to type, especially on a blog, because she used hers to type her entire autobiography. J and I are out getting pesticides for the lawn. He called mom and told her he did it before he actually did it, that way he could guage her reaction and decide if it was worth it. Smart. He's pretty intuitive of human psychology, actually. Although I would never tell him that, because he'd lord it over my head forever and always. Haha.

Thursday, April 18, 2013


Seventeen will be such a glorious age,
So much is known, yet there is so much
left to be learned.
The girl in the yellow dress thought
She knew all about life, hers and others
One awful moment
and she saw the rest of her life was played out in detail
She knew how it would go, she knew how it
would end.

Seventeen is such a glorious age to be
So much is perfect, yet there is so much
beauty in imperfection.
The girl in the yellow dress thought
she was the best she would ever be,
the most beautiful,
the most intelligent, the most mysterious.
She decided to stay seventeen forever,
immortalized.

Seventeen was a glorious age,
so much was decided, yet there were so many
decisions to be made.
The girl in the yellow dress didn’t think anymore,
and pushed down harder on the cold blade
on her veins.
Remembered by the world as a queen,
a girl almost as perfect as the straight lines
on her wrists.

Monday, April 15, 2013

Late Nights, Truth Is, and Netflix

I'm watching "The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo" and listening to "Christmas Shoes" and answering  my truth is's. Ugh, being a teenager in the 21st century sometimes sucks. I sometimes wish I lived in the 19th century. I would be married by now, men would like plus size girls, and all I'd have to do is cook and clean. It requires so much less thought. I always wonder if it's the times today that make crime so much more prevalent or if it's the people. If we did live in the 19th century, I wonder if so many people would be killed or not. Is there a way that society could get back to a time where the bad were punished and children were safe and no one got bombed?

Saturday, April 13, 2013

High School

This is a terribly nostalgic post here, guys. Today I realized that more than half of my last year in high school is over. I've wondered about this moment all of my life: what I would feel like, who I would be friends with, where I would be going to college. Let's face it, I wasn't exactly popular in middle school. I wished with all my heart that I would be liked by the general population. Not even popular, just liked. Not hated. I'm so happy to say that that has come true. Yes, I have changed, but I feel no less myself than I did in middle school. I have just decided on a college - Marywood University. Maybe I'll create another blog purely about my process and adventures in the world of college. Comment if you'd read that?

Friday, April 12, 2013

Coachella 2013

So to basically torture myself about how I'm not at Coachella, here is everything Coachella that I wish I was doing.




Well, there's more, but that's the general idea. Maybe one day I'll get enough money and parental permission to do these wonderful things with my life.