I'm writing this on my iPod. It is just about the coolest shite ever. Like freaking magic! I can just tell I'm going to be one of those grandmas who doesn't know that there is such thing as email and texting. I can just tell. xP I'm just a bit technology-impaired.
But anyway, that's not the point. Typing out a whole blog post would take me hours haha and I totally don't have time or energy for that (I meant to go to sleep like three hours ago...) but I figure I'll give y'all a taste of what I plan on posting... Provided that I get a free second. Cause guess what! The soul searching is not over! and I am not giving up!
First of all, thanks to the lovely people out there on the interwebs who have ever given me help or advice or even the coveted comment. I don't get much attention in my actual life; I mean, no one really stands still long enough to listen to me. So the fact that you're taking several minutes to cheer up a complete stranger, well, you are indeed a fabulous and all-around good sort of person. :)
Anyhow, the posts.
- one about Colin. He's not quite as douchey as I make him sound (I hope.) and I'll just throw some crap up about him and attempt to justify myself for... Okay, *loving* him.
- something about how Doctor Who is literally changing my life. i know how nerdy this sounds.
- perhaps some crap about college.
- I'd like to finish that questions series I was doing; you know, the one with all the impossible questions.
- my apparent love of semicolons.
- why marching band is good but stressful.
- why I'm ready to leave and why I'm not.
- books I'd like to read, movies I'd like to see.
- my sister and I are hopefully getting free flight lessons and might get our licenses. Should be frickin' awesome!!
- perhaps a detailed history of my love life?
- and maybe the essay I wrote for English about why I'm a vegetarian and how it's changed me.
I'm up to my ears in work, but given the five minute breather, I'll hop on to my lovely little Internet escape and spill my heart to lovely people that actually listen.
Kay my pointer's falling off and iPod is dying- gotta goooo byeeee!
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Hello!
Wow, you really read all that? Danggg. Props! =]
Well, I see you've just had the imponderable joy of stumbling onto the blog of an 18-year-old girl who can't really describe herself in 500 words or less, such as in little text boxes like these. She didn't intend her blog to really become so much like her online diary (she was hoping it would have an interesting, helpful purpose to serve the world and all) but blogging is just kind of fun. This girl's a bit of an environmentalist and a full-tilt vegetarian, a bit of an artist who can't draw, a bit of a writer who can't find time to read, and a completely hopeless romantic. She enjoys white chocolate, coloring, wading in creeks, music, Doctor Who, and speaking in third-person when it's unnecessary like this.
Now go read the rest of the blog and meet her, if you like of course. :)
Well, I see you've just had the imponderable joy of stumbling onto the blog of an 18-year-old girl who can't really describe herself in 500 words or less, such as in little text boxes like these. She didn't intend her blog to really become so much like her online diary (she was hoping it would have an interesting, helpful purpose to serve the world and all) but blogging is just kind of fun. This girl's a bit of an environmentalist and a full-tilt vegetarian, a bit of an artist who can't draw, a bit of a writer who can't find time to read, and a completely hopeless romantic. She enjoys white chocolate, coloring, wading in creeks, music, Doctor Who, and speaking in third-person when it's unnecessary like this.
Now go read the rest of the blog and meet her, if you like of course. :)
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bahah! I know exactly what you mean. Steven really isn't all bad, but as women, it's our job to turn exes (ESPECIALLY potential exes) into douche bags. It makes us feel better and that's okay. We all do it.
Also, Dr. Who is changing my life too. I'll share this post someone wrote about Dr. Who being a religion. You'll like it.
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