As the title states, I am alive; however, I am mostly done posting. I honestly don't have the time, and if I did it wouldn't be spent writing on a blog. No matter how much I enjoy talking into the vast void of cyberspace : ) So this is our final goodbye. It has been fun my friends. Anna
It's that time. The last post. The final hoorah for this sad but resilient blog I have slowly cultivated into a wordy representation of my life and daily thoughts. It has been a wonderful journey. This blog has been my outlet, my inspiration, and also occasionally the bane of my Friday nights. I would like to think that in this current stage of my blogging endeavor all my anonymous readers and I have a telepathic bond. Okay, maybe that's stretching it. I actually don't want a telepathic bond with anyone. I take that back. That sounds like hell. I would like to think you guys have a clue who I am. Never the less, here is a countdown of my greatest achievements this year (according to me, so this post will not include anything related to grades or religion)
A. I did not end up in a psychiatric ward. There were a couple instances where I got close, but I managed to avoid the whole complete insanity thing.
B. I found some really awesome people, especially this amazing chick, this brilliant chick, and this cool chick. These people aren't the only people who have changed my life this year, there are millions more people that have loved me and been by my side my freshman year. They've gotten me through so much and I really wouldn't be where I am today without them.
C. I joined the Debate Team. I competed in debate and actually did okay :) I didn't mean to like it, but I fell in love with something I had previously hated. I look forward to competing in Duo with this amazing person next year.
D. I survived my classes this year. Yay! School is almost over and I managed to not have too many school related mental breakdowns. Considering the whole honors and AP thing, I put this accomplishment pretty high on my list.
F. My year was good. I got so much better and I hope to continue to work to make myself happier. I found that weird little thing called hope this year, and I plan to keep that little guy under my wing for as long as possible.
I love you all so much and I will, after some consideration, post during the summer. Yay, I think. I hope you guys quite literally have the best summer ever, even if it's just spent reading in your room and watching anime (this is what my summer will mostly consist of).
So guys, this is one of my last posts :'( I'm going to miss you all. I'll probably post a goodbye post next week, but so none of us start crying over the sadness yet, another random post.
My school only has 18 days left, and my head is currently filled with undue nostalgia for the year that could've been better. My usual apathy for anything school related has been suspended as pretty much everything is bathed in this soon-to-be-gone nostalgic glow. It's messing with my head. Seriously though... I'm at the point where I thought Aw... I'm going to miss getting shoved against the lockers in the halls... and it's only going to get worse. I know from last year that by the end of the year my normal don't-you-dare-touch-me personality will go all sappy and huggy by year end.
See... high school is hell. Ask pretty much anyone and if they are answering truthfully they will probably agree. The basic thought process behind my high school seems to be if they don't die from it, don't mention it. What I mean by this, is that the kids in my semi-snobby (or really snobby depending on who you talk to) school seem to be able to get away with pretty much anything. Well, as long as you're white, straight, and preferably male. I'm sorry, did that sound bitter? Maybe it did. Before I rant about the administration here and get suspended for saying something I shouldn't, let me just summarize it by saying that I can't wait to get out of here.
The days are slowly ticking away, and soon the week of procrastination will be upon us. You know what I mean. That last week-or-so of school where teachers have to find some way to contain a vast amount of teenagers in a building without them burning it down. This means all the busy work! Yay!
This is me right now. Except female. I got this picture from this person.
Thanks guys! I will see you next Friday and I hope you have a good week :) Anna
It always look like this. Really. This is the "cleaner" version. When packing is "done". Good lord. Kill me. Although music blasting is helping this get done faster. Yes, that is a balloon hanging from my ceiling, in case you were wondering. I should be packing... I'll post about why I started this accursed task later... but for now, goodnight all!
I looked at a lot of different blogs while trying to come up with something to write on this one. At the end of it all though, I still only have a vague nondescript idea of what I'm going to attempt over the next year. In the end, the blogs that stuck out to me were the ones that were different. Blogs that had something that was new and completely unique to the author. That is what I'm going to try to do. I am going to try and create something that stands out in the large expanse of the blogging world.
The first blog I found was titled "The Bloggess", a blog written in such a strange and oddly beautiful voice that I couldn't close the tab. Over the next year I hope to find my own unique voice, and hope to make what I'm writing at least halfway interesting.
I found "THXTHXTHX" purely by accident, while searching for a texting abbreviations sheet for my little sister. This blog is exactly what it sounds like. Leah spends a little time each day to write a thank you note. She writes short thank you notes for the coffee pot, tote bags, and her lack of social messages on vacation. Leah's blog is new, different, and heartwarming. I hope I can manage not to write atrociously long posts and still make them semi-interesting.
The last blog is called "What My Daughter Wore" and shows how important the way you present your blog is. The author of this blog has drawn pictures of people in her children's lives in their various guises, and it's really interesting even though she doesn't have a single word on the page. I'm hoping to find a way to catch people's eyes without them reading a word, but that probably won't happen.
As I embark on this long, and slightly terrifying journey I will most likely fail a lot, change my background at least 10 times, and have a couple of mental breakdowns. Even with all that I'm still confident by the end of the year I will have a blog worth reading.
