To begin with, I am going to point out that I have not written on here for a good month. And let me tell you that this is not because I forgot about it. No. This is certainly not the reason. The real reason is because during the last month life has been crazy. Between school, home life, friends, and just overall life realizations I have just had too much on my mind to do and think about.
Recently I have begun to read some of John Green's novels. If you do not know of these aforementioned novels or haven't read any of them, then you need to add another item to your checklist right now. Not kidding. Right now get out your checklist (be it mental or physical) and write down "read one of John Green's novels" because I will tell you right now, these are mainly the root of my realizations. They have some real life changing stuff in those suckers. So read it. Preferably right away.
Now that that problem has been dealt with I will continue on as normal. What was I talking about? Oh yeah. Having not written. Well the problem with this writing a blog thing is that I hardly turn on my laptop anymore. You know how in my last post I told you that I was going to start disconnecting myself from the social media? Well, I sort of made some progress with that (which meant that I no longer felt the need to start up my laptop everyday). But to go along with that I also relapsed a little also... I'll admit it now and get it over with. Yes, I did delete my facebook app on my ipod which has immensely freed up my time but in exchange I got myself a instagram account. (and everybody now shakes their head in disappointment). But I swear that this has not really bogged down my progress at all. In fact I believe it improved it because all my friends from facebook have an instagram account and by just looking at the few minuscule posts on there I no longer feel the need to even log into facebook at all. It's quite amazing actually.
On that note, I have also been getting into reading novels again. What with school ending next Wednesday I finally have time to enjoy a good book. Sort of. I guess that is sort of a lie because the books I am reading are actually connected with school in a way but I did get to chose what books I wanted to read so I consider that power enough to cancel out the saddening fact that, yes, they still do have to do with school. But to change to a happier subject, summer is finally here! The butterflies, dragonflies, and sadly normal flies are out and about. Fluttering, gliding, and buzzing from place to place. Some being stared at it awe, others getting sideways glances, and the unfortunate followers facing the all-mighty flyswatter. Such a sad, sad life for those flies. But they are asking for it. They cannot enter my house and expect not to become a target. As soon as they make the stupid mistake of invading my personal space, down comes the hammer. Now that I think about it, that is kind of what it's like for people (specifically boys) around me... Get too close and this fired up girl will start swinging. I always need my room. No touchy.
Also relating to that, I believe that I am transforming into a girly girl (much to my disappointment). Just in these last few days I decided I would paint my toenails. Paint my toenails! I NEVER do that. And to make matters worse, I kind of enjoyed it... so guess what I did. I know you guys already know it. Yes. I painted my fingernails. Not only am I ashamed of being happy with this, but now everybody can see my girly girl rearing its ugly (yet cute, darn you inner girly girl!) head. Tomorrow I will go to school and I can bet you that I will get at least 6 comments on it. That may be simply because throughout my entire residency in Montana, I don't believe that I have EVER come to school with any form of nail polish on any type of body surface resembling nails... ever. So needless to say, there are gonna be some heads turning at this event.
Another discussing point is the fact that I am now technically a senior in high school. GASP!! Did I just seriously say that? And is that really true? Yes. Yes it is. This summer I will go through the horribly and utterly unfavorable experience of taking my senior pictures. To sum up my feelings on this subject I will say this and only this. I would much rather be on the other side of the camera. I always thought being the single subject of a picture was weird. Why am I so interesting that it merits me having an entire picture to myself? I'm not. That's why its so weird. I believe that any picture worth taking either has animals, a group of people (more than 1), or a stunning landscape. If I am going to be in a photograph, then another animal/person has to be with me. Also, I don't like looking at pictures of myself. I think its weird to see myself. If we had been intended to see ourselves then we would have naturally had someway to view ourselves. Needless to say, I think that "keeping up an appearance" is a stupid idea. Yes, it's fun to sometimes make yourself look pretty (or handsome) for that special occasion but to do it everyday takes away from the magical transformation. And as days go by where you continue to curl your hair every morning, or wear a extremely cute skirt (I can't believe I just said that), a little of the magic is sucked out of the view.
The same idea applies to our surroundings. You may grow to think that everything around you is boring. That the view no longer seems as astounding, but if you just take a break and go somewhere else you will come back to realize that the beauty has returned. I try to live by this idea because I certainly don't want to become the forgotten beauty. So I only dress up nice clothes (in comparison to basketball shorts and t-shirts) every once in a while. And what can you guess happens? The magic is still there. Every. Single. Time.
