Another day has flown right by being ever more closer to the day I am finished with high school. There are parts of me that will be sad that it's over, but the rest of me will be more than glad when it's finally done. College is something I cannot wait for, because living in a new home and with new people is something I know will be interesting. High school has become the root of all evil, and I wish to find the exit. Three months left...I shall stick it out to the very close.
Facebook has taken over my life. I am a real addict in the worst of real life addictions. I can't go a single day without checking my Facebook! Twitter has the same effect. The world of technology is taking over planet Earth! Pretty soon, people will not know what to do with themselves. We will all be living for the latest of gadgets. It's a sick obsession, really. This very moment, I shall try my very best to tone it down.
Tonight....or shall I say last night, I sang the National Anthem yet again. Again, there were more compliments which always make me feel so wrong. I feel as though I shouldn't be given so much praise.
Throughout the day, I think of sooo many things that I could include in my wonderful blogs, but I seem to forget them. How tragic/! I need to start keeping a notebook of all the fascinating things that rush to my brain at random. It has been noted that I may have memory loss.
Sleep is still something that I still don't see very much of. This isn't anything too bothersome to me, but I really wish it were easier to sleep. Maybe I need somebody to hold me until my brain finds a state of rest. I can't really fall asleep in my parents' arms anymore. Sometimes I wish I could. This is the point in life where I enjoy becoming my own person, but I'm still holding onto the way things used to be.
Spotify is my very best friend. I can listen to any playlist I want, whenever I want.
Hmm. There are times when I wonder certain things about other people. I wonder what they think about, how often they think about certain things, if the things we think about are ever similar, and if maybe anyone ever thinks of me. My mind wanders everywhere and I think too terribly much about everything, but there are definitely more of certain thoughts than others. It drives me absolutely insane when people are hard to read. I've been told that I am that way, but I really have no idea. People, especially guys, who are mysterious or hard to read are the ones that I find attractive, but at the same time, they drive me up the walls and into the deepest of oceans. Maybe one day I will learn to further understand these people.
Tonight might possibly be a good night. My brain is functioning seemingly well...I will still probably have to keep a small memory book.
Yesterday, our senior class found out who was in the top ten. I am tied for number 7. I'm okay with this, because I know that I could have done better, I just chose not to. There are other people on the other hand that were upset to hear where they sat in the class ranks. It upsets me when people are upset about being number 4. They fail to recognize the fact that our number one takes college classes that are 5.0 classes...and they don't do half bad in these classes. Well, I'm no one to judge, and I don't want to be just another complainer...I'll leave this one to dry up like a raisin.
The snow has finally stopped...SPRING IS ALMOST HERE! That means soccer is closer than before. I am full of pure excitement! I need to start getting in shape...I'm a procrastinator!
I would write so much more, because I'm beginning to remember everything at once, but some people just don't appreciate blogs that never end.
Until next time,
Emily Page.
P.s. I really like middle names for some reason.
You are so awesome with words Emily. Keep writing in some form.
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