A Countdown to G-Day: Day 17

Someone once said that all our lives are stories waiting to unfold.

I don’t want mine to be a love story. I don’t want to have the defining characteristic of my life be the fact that I am in love with another person.

I want mine to be a tale of a girl who finds her meaning, her self worth.  I’d be alright if it ends in me not finding it-because the mere fact that I am strong enough to try to save myself from myself is enough for me.  It’s all right to hope.

A Countdown to G-Day: Day 16

Random thoughts:

It's weird how I call it a countdown when it really isn't a countdown. It'll start being a normal countdown when there'll be ten days left til graduation.

A Countdown to G-Day: Day 15

Something I scribbled in Physics class this afternoon:

A Countdown to G-Day: Day 14

Ugh. Another iPad post. Somehow, I keep forgetting to make these posts, or at least, until I turn my laptop and wifi off and I don't have any choice but to use my iPad(it's 3G), which is just an absolute joy to write in. Grr. Same old, same old news. Nothing's happening, answered some tests, passed some, forgot to do some work,yada yada yada. Why is my life on standby mode? Oh yeah, because I placed myself on it. Too bad I can't get the remote to change the setting; the act of readjusting it placed me directly inside the television screen, and I won't ever be able to go out by myself, and I don't think it's possible for anyone to help. Well, let's see. Maybe a miracle would be wasted on me.

A Countdown To G-Day: Day 13

I feel like there's a dragon inside my belly and it's breathing out fire and scratching the walls of my stomach. I want to reach inside my stomach and rip it out, or puke so much it(and my innards and bile and other things that may or may not be inside my stomach)falls off. I have a stomachache, is what I'm trying to say.

A Countdown to G-Day: Day 12

Ever wonder how lonely and pathetic a person can get?

A Countdown to G-Day: Day 11

'Once' was amazing. It's sad but not overtly so, and there's so much, I don't know, life in the movie. I'm genuinely sorry that my past posts have been crappy. Include this on the crappy pile. Be better tomorrow? I hope so.

A Countdown to G-Day: Day 10

Yey, I'm better! So I was watching Golden Slumber(which was awesome) and it gave me an incentive to write this story that I've been toying with for some time now. Not gonna say anything about it, chances are I'll never be able to finish it, but you know, it's nice to be inspired. Also, LOTR made me cry.

A Countdown to G-Day: Day 9

Recuperating. Almost done reading LOTR! I promise I'll be interesting when I get better.

A Countdown to G-Day: Day 8

I'm incredibly sick. Food also looks disgusting. Been reading LOTR while trying to recover.

A Countdown to G-Day: Day 7

Rainbows like to lie. If you so much as look at them, they will come barging in your house and fill your ears with obvious deceptions. And they will stay for days, and will expect you to treat them like they were royalty. There is a saying about them. They eat and eat and steal and steal and they take and take everything you have. When they leave you'll be all alone. And that saying is quite true. But you will never complain, because rainbows are the closest you will ever get to something beautiful. And you will let them lie, and you will let them devour your food, steal your belongings, and take everything that's left of you to take. And when they leave, you will be an old husk of yourself; a ghost, an old and thin ghost, one that is left wanting, waiting, for the Rainbows. Seldom do they come back. But when they do, they will never leave you. And you wait and wait and harbor all your hope on that chance. Maybe you'll get it. Maybe you won't. Most likely you'll die alone, on the old and dusty wood that you once called your floor. But let this be known: every day spent with the Rainbows are the happiest days of your life. And every day spent waiting for the Rainbows to come back are infinitely happier than any day you've ever spent before meeting the Rainbows. And even if you physically die alone, you never feel alone, and that's in a good way. Rainbows like to lie.

A Countdown To G-Day: Days 4,5, and 6

Yes, I'm still doing this.

The reasons I haven't been able to post these three entries on their respective dates are:
1.) There was a black out on Day 4.
2.) I had no access to blogger on Day 5.
3.) I was out of town on Day 6.

But fear not, I still did manage to write entries on these days. Days 4 and 5 were on my journal, and Day 6 was on that Notes app.

A Countdown To G-Day: Day 3: Learning and Forgetting

You know how sometimes you can spend so much time frantically reading, memorizing, learning all you can about this one topic, and feel like finally you've found something that's you, but after some time you find yourself not reading, memorizing,not learning anything at all (through no fault of your own,maybe) and when you finally found time to sit down and think about/practice/discuss/write about this topic, you realize that you don't remember anything at all?

I forgot so much about html.

A Countdown to G-Day: Day 2

Please, just click the read more link.  It's not like you're going to read this part anyways.

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A Countdown to G-Day: Day 1

So...I haven't posted in...umm...a while...

(ellipses...for...clarity...dammit...!!!)

So...yeah...

I will be graduating from high school very, very soon, and I had this brilliant, totally ingenious idea of making a countdown to graduation day because I'm masochistic sadomasochistic brilliant. 

So I will be writing something(anything) each day on this blog(and on my journal because fuck yeah journals!) until the day I am handed my high school diploma. And then maybe I'll write my reaction to that? You're reading my blog you know I don't know a thing


Yes, I will obviously summon enough time and productiveness for this. Haha fat chance