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"The internet is just a world passing around notes in a classroom."
- Jon Stewart

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Friendship and The Works

I don't know how many of my viewers I know in real life, or how many of you are actual people and not robots or something, but if you are a sentient being and have been reading this blog for a while you know that I don't have very many friends. That sounds really sad but having fewer friends lets you create stronger bonds which is really nice for a person with severe social anxiety such as myself. I don't have to worry about them talking behind my back or being fake because we all trust each other and unfortunately if it ever came to it we have enough blackmail material to make the KGB jealous,

but it would result in something like MAD (Mutually Assured Destruction) because we all know things about everyone and luckily I think everyone is happy right now so lets hope it stays that way.

 Anyways, that went a bit off topic. My friends and I are all in this one one group that is basically the group for those who don't have a group. We don't fit in with the jocks, preps, scenes/emo/goth/take it how you will, or regular grade A nerds, so we kind of stick to our nerdom in a smaller group. It's like an infusion of art/music/pop-culture/geeky/scifi/gamer nerd combo with fries. I don't know if they want me to name names but I know that the one I can talk about is my best friend Sky. She is going to be moving in about a month-ish and it's finally hitting me that she's really going to be gone. In like the middle of the year I was going through a really hard time fighting my inner demons and started to try and pull away and isolate myself within myself, which I now deeply regret because I don't feel like I was able to spend the time with her that I wanted/needed to before she leaves.

 She has been my best friend since our moms dragged us to Peru for 2 weeks in sixth grade and she ended up staying for the remainder of that year. I had only known her for a short time at that point but I had felt like I had known her for a lot longer. When she came back we were pretty much in it for the long run at that point and have stuck together ever since. We, along with our first guy best friend, Joe, have been through a ton of shit and going through friend groups one after another, when the groups fell apart we were still together and it has been that way for a while now. Brought together by proximity and held together by nerdness and sibling like affinity for each other. We have added friends along the way, lost them, and completely changed friend groups, been through two different schools and many 'framily' barbecues, laughed, talked and cried over anything and everything and we're still together which means we are either insane or separated at birth, take your pick.
I don't really know if she knows how much she means to me and how she has changed my life in incredible and wonderful ways. We stay up late having phone calls that were meant for a quick question but end up turning into hours of conversation, we have discovered new methods of conversation that involves talking at each other but still understanding, answering the questions as they're being asked, she's like a brother to me because sisters fight over dumb things but brothers stick it out. She's the Cap' to my Bucky, the Gus to my Shawn, the Chewbacca to my Han, the Jesse to my Walter (minus the meth), and the Scooby to my Shaggy.

If she hadn't come along when she did many things would not have happened. I would have an atrocious fashion taste for one thing, but because I wanted to be like her so much I finally ditched my collection of ugly sweat pants and random fleeces and went for actually presentable clothing. I started doing my hair more, because I wanted to be her basically. I started getting better grades and was a lot happier. I wouldn't have made very many friends without her either. She is the smartest, prettiest, most wonderful person to be around and I really hope she knows that. She doesn't think she is any of these things but I and everyone else around her knows different. She has been the source of most of my lifes changes. She taught me it's ok to be nerdy, you can color outside the lines, you should strive to be the brightest one in the crowd, and normal should not be an option. 

I am going to miss her so soo much. Sky if you are reading this I hope that you thought it was nice and I am really going to miss you.


Wednesday, October 2, 2013

My Anti-White Girl Confessions

I am trying to summon a white girl

I thought I might try my hand at making people smile, and to do that I am going to borrow an idea from a friend who made an English blog last year. She came up with "Common White Girl Confessions" or CWGC. I thought it was hilarious, but I wanted to try something different so I came up with the anti-CWGC. So here it goes, these are my Anti-Common White Girl Confessions.

  1. If I ever went to a Justin Bieber concert, it would be because an alien stole my skin and was wearing it as a suit.
  2. Starbucks is OK.
  3. I can go on instagram without liking every single picture on my feed.
  4. I actually am capable of going to the bathroom without taking a bazillion selfies.
  5. I don't have an iPhone *gasp*
  6. Name brands mean nothing to me.
  7. I am flawed and awkward but I don't flaunt it for attention.
  8. My profile picture doesn't feature my boobs or cleavage.
  9. I know at least 5 songs about chemistry
  10. When I hang out with guys there shall be no flirting due to the fact that we would be locked in an epic Halo battle and the only words being flung around are swear words.
  11. I correct peoples grammar because I am school paper editor and not because I am looking to be called smart or make others look stupid.
  12. Sparkles deter me from anything unless it's a rainbow. Then it would be magical.
Maybe someday I will do an actual CWGC but for now I leave you with this.

Until next time darlings,


Monday, September 30, 2013

Welcome, I've Been Expecting You

Well, my smarty-pants friends are making blogs for honors english, which I am not in, but I've seen some of the blogs they've made and I want to be a part of it. Ta-da! You are currently reading my blog that is not school related, nor a required assignment. You may ask yourself, "why would you make a blog when you don't have to?" because I feel like it. I honestly don't know and I would like you to respect my life choices. I guess this is the part where I tell you about my choices so you can respect them. I am a whovian, a halo boss, a brennanin, artsy, and just an overall weirdo. I may look quiet on the outside but once you get to know me you realize you've just opened a big bucket of crazy. I love zombies and the idea of virtual pandemics, such as the game 'plague'. I am a special effects makeup hobbyist, and if you ask my friends just how many times I 'turned them' they may not even know because they stopped counting after 50. Ah, my friends. They are a whole different breed. One is in love with sweaters and another could probably marry his 3D printer. I love them both (no homo, as Sky would say) but they are... Special. Sky, as you may be wondering, is the one who could open a sweater farm for the unfortunate and abandoned sweaters. You can check out her blog, A Little Imagination Always Helps. She writes about her adventure through high school and that is most likely what you will see here. Grant is in love with his printer. Like LOVE loves it. I am planning on presiding over the ceremony when they tie the knot. He is also one of my smarty-pants friends so this is his blog: My Nerdy Self. Thats my story and I'm sticking to it.

Until next time my pretties,