In a matter of two days, my life has become extremely busy. Which doesn't explain why the heck I'm typing this blog. I'm dumb, and a procrastinator. Oh well. Seton Home and Study School ( ooohh. just the name... ) has decided to make my junior year of high school one of an overload of work! Fantastic. I've resolved to work my butt off this year though; then again, that was before my syllabus came in the mail. But I'm a smart girl with a good brain! I CAN DO THIS! Yeah my optimism won't be so enthusiastic in about a week or so.
Someone recently asked me if I minded missing homecoming, prom, all the other school dances etc. because I homeschool. The answer is no people. Like honestly...what is the big deal about that stuff? Sure I see how getting all dressed up and having a night out with all your friends can be great, but why can't that happen all the time? Prom and Homecoming is made into SUCH A BIG DEAL. I'm really indifferent about those dances; yeah, they can be fun, but its not that big of a deal. To me anyway. I would much rather get dressed up all cute and go find a local jazz band to dance to rather than being the minority for having a modest dress and grinding all night long. It's just me.
Ah....attractions. Is it quite terrible to have a specification for a guy? I mean, my previous (and first) love interest kinda slapped me in the face as far as my specification goes. But is it terrible or unrealistic to imagine an ideal guy? Not that I need anyone right now. It's just been on my mind, as I am a hopeless romantic dreamer. Also on the subject of attraction or love (whatever you choose to call it) I am so satisfied with just little old me. I am surprised to find myself perfectly content and happy after one week without having a significant someone telling me that he loves me. Even though I never officially (as the world would say) "dated" this person, I experienced what it's like to want to give of yourself to someone in particular. I experienced what it's like to truly love - -- to want for the good of another person. To long to bring that person closer to Christ. And I enjoyed every moment of it. And I'm very proud to say that I didn't let myself get too emotionally attached to this person. The painful preparation for that first taste of love paid off! My heart isn't in pieces! If anything my heart is rejuvenated! So the moral of this little ramble.... prepare your heart for love, guard your heart. I'm sure one or two of my future blog entries will be partially be on the awesome experience that I had this summer. ..so heads up. ;)
While I'm thinking about it.... BLAHEEP!
Crazy awesome insider word between my girl Jessica Hester and I. :) She be cool.
Ah. And another cool combination of words... cellar door. And no I didn't hear that from that creepy movie about that weird bunny and the disturbed kid....Jonny something....... weird.
According to trusty wikipedia... (haha) ...
""Most English-speaking people...will admit that cellar door is 'beautiful', especially if dissociated from its sense (and from its spelling). More beautiful than, say, sky, and far more beautiful than beautiful. Well then, in Welsh for me cellar doors are extraordinarily frequent, and moving to the higher dimension, the words in which there is pleasure in the contemplation of the association of form and sense are abundant.""
Cool right? I think so. Anyways. My mom is yelling at me for having my laptop in my room. Blahdeeblah. More on that later. Goodnight World.
"where are we?what the hell is going on? the dust has only just begun to form crop circles in the carpet sinking feeling" -Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap.
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