Archive for May, 2009

One day someone tapped my shoulder and said, “Hey, I read your blog, but you haven’t updated in a while. What’s up with that?”

Okay, this never happened. But the point stands! I have been sorely negligent when it comes to updating. I could say that this is because I have been super busy with senior year but, truthfully, senioritis has descended upon me.

Not that it entirely matters, because the next two weeks are APs and, after that, graduation! For those of you who are interested, I will be attending Bryn Mawr as a member of the class of 2013, and may I just say that my college pwns yours?

Yes, I think I will. My college pwns yours.

So I thought I’d wrap up senior year by talking about…myself. What a surprise, right?

To sum up my childhood: I was raised as an only child. As everyone knows, only children get…creative when it comes to entertaining themselves. I made up stories and gained a reputation for being a bit of a liar. (A bit, she says.) I was married to the Sea Ghost and had a swimming pool in the backyard filled with sharks, bears, and tigers. To this day I cannot believe that people actually thought those were true.

To sum up my adolescent years: I wore a lot of eyeliner and shopped at Hot Topic. I only wish I were kidding. I also thought that wearing cat ears to school was “cute” and “edgy” instead of “lame” and “mildly creepy.” Never make that mistake, kids. (There are people in my school still making that mistake, only instead of cat ears they wear bunny ears, and instead of Hot Topic they wear pastel hoop skirts with lace. Sometimes pastel hoop skirts with lace are awesome! The places where they are not awesome, however, include: schools, cafeterias, and malls.)

I suppose I should talk about college and how different it will be, and how many things I’ll miss about high school. I should probably impart tips on how to survive high school, how to manage your time during senior year. The thing is, I don’t really know how to feel about college, I’ve hated high school, and any advice I have to give has to be learned firsthand.

No one knows who they’re going to be in the future – at most we have only a vague glimpse, an idea or desire. The only thing that I really can say is that I believe – truly, honestly believe – that it’s a mistake to go into college wanting to be a doctor, engineer, lawyer, writer, physicist, artist, or whatever. I believe that college is a time for experimentation, where you learn more about who you are and who you want to be. I believe that the only thing people can ever really want to be is to be happy.

I want to write in the future. I want to take pictures and have pictures taken. I want to save a life and hurt someone and be saved and hurt in turn. I want to be a shitty cook and set something on fire by accident and fall in love and get my heart broken and break someone else’s. I want to work at an animal hospital, I want to make my own jewelry, I want to get into fashion one way or another. I want to be in a shitty garage band and talk about finding myself. I want to draw and get paid for being an artist, I want someone to tell me everything I’ve already known about myself. I want to be surprised; I want to be disappointed. I want to open a cafe and run a used book store and be a librarian.

I believe ultimately that we are too young to stop dreaming and that we are old enough to start doing.

Muchos ♥,
your friendly neighborhood supergoddess


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