Sunday, July 22, 2012
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Monday, July 9, 2012
The Time of our Lives...Anticipation
Ah.
SUMMER.
It couldn't have come soon enough! I love school, I really do, but there comes a time when you really want those days where everything is to your choosing. I have loved staying up beyond wee hours, waking up at my desire, and reading, knitting, and training to my hearts content. I'm happy that I ended my juinor year right though. (4.2 GPA!)
God has been spoiling me so much lately. I'm so blessed to have recieved all the great things he has bestowed these past few months. I've been praying a lot lately - about the future, and forgiveness of my past.
Fade in on a girl, with a hunger for fame, and a face and a name to remember
SUMMER.
It couldn't have come soon enough! I love school, I really do, but there comes a time when you really want those days where everything is to your choosing. I have loved staying up beyond wee hours, waking up at my desire, and reading, knitting, and training to my hearts content. I'm happy that I ended my juinor year right though. (4.2 GPA!)
God has been spoiling me so much lately. I'm so blessed to have recieved all the great things he has bestowed these past few months. I've been praying a lot lately - about the future, and forgiveness of my past.
Fade in on a girl, with a hunger for fame, and a face and a name to remember
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
FINALE
AP testing is over.
Thank heavens.
I love school, I really do. But it gets to a point where the studying and homework overkill just have to end.
Going to my friends prom on Friday. Should be fun, but kind of nervous
Super Saturday is coming up. Due to school, I'm not 100% off book (GAH)
Yesterday I got a spray tan for the first time. Really, really, really interesting. You stand in a booth that should make you claustrophobic, but since I never do it was ok, and get sprayed on four times. While I enjoy not being a pasty for week, my hands now look darker that oranges. Sure got a lot of stares today, but I don't really mind. Have to sacrifice for the craft <3
Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it -- every, every minute?
Thank heavens.
I love school, I really do. But it gets to a point where the studying and homework overkill just have to end.
Going to my friends prom on Friday. Should be fun, but kind of nervous
Super Saturday is coming up. Due to school, I'm not 100% off book (GAH)
Yesterday I got a spray tan for the first time. Really, really, really interesting. You stand in a booth that should make you claustrophobic, but since I never do it was ok, and get sprayed on four times. While I enjoy not being a pasty for week, my hands now look darker that oranges. Sure got a lot of stares today, but I don't really mind. Have to sacrifice for the craft <3
Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it -- every, every minute?
Sunday, April 22, 2012
As time flies by
Oh goodness. I almost forgot about my little blog. So much has happened these past months that it has completly slipt my mind.
Life is swell. School is dandy, and being back in a show has put my creativity and mood into better terms.
You know what sucks about being an artist? Having a sensitive side. It makes me care too much about having that someone. I know I shouldn't care, but it's hard when you feel like that is the thing missing in your life.
It's well established that everyone has a body, and a soul. Our soul is either new to the world, childish yet free, or old, full of experience but hard.
I know my soul is old. I knit for a hobby. I lack patience for anyone who doesn't have at least a high level of maturity. It's been through a lot, even though I've only been around for sixteen years. I feel as if all the life lessons we're supposed to learn on our journeys I've already experienced, and I'm just waiting to see the next event that happens.
CSSSA acceptance/denial letter should be here any day now. Had my first anxiety attack in anticipation. Try not to get one - they really suck.
Life is swell. School is dandy, and being back in a show has put my creativity and mood into better terms.
You know what sucks about being an artist? Having a sensitive side. It makes me care too much about having that someone. I know I shouldn't care, but it's hard when you feel like that is the thing missing in your life.
It's well established that everyone has a body, and a soul. Our soul is either new to the world, childish yet free, or old, full of experience but hard.
I know my soul is old. I knit for a hobby. I lack patience for anyone who doesn't have at least a high level of maturity. It's been through a lot, even though I've only been around for sixteen years. I feel as if all the life lessons we're supposed to learn on our journeys I've already experienced, and I'm just waiting to see the next event that happens.
CSSSA acceptance/denial letter should be here any day now. Had my first anxiety attack in anticipation. Try not to get one - they really suck.
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