It’s kind of funny how I find the most prime times to want to blog. I’ve been staring a screen with French words for the past two hours, a project that should’ve taken me 20 minutes. I feel like the words are spinning around my head, and I just am beginning to forget this language.
In the meantime, I should probably attribute this procrastination to Twitter. There’s this one feed I’ve just discovered, “…to the kids who”, which is so relatable and wonderful. Some of them are ridiculous, quintessential teenager things to say. Others are heartwarming, and really recognize those who think they don’t belong. Usually this type of teenage-angst stuff is something I totally look down upon, but I really commend whoever is in charge of this Twitter feed. I love it, love it, love it.
Look around, and you’ll notice more than a few ridiculous things going on. For some reason, this happens to me quite a bit. It’s as if I turn off my brain at times, and when it turns back on, the world hits me like a slap in the face. Here are some things I find ridiculous/surprising/interesting—basically things that have caught my eye and are worth good/bad recognition (if you follow me on Twitter, you’ve probably seen some of these before…).
- Fred. Okay, I have definitely tweeted about this recently. But, Fred. There are so many things to say about this. One, it’s just not normal for an 18 year old boy to act like this. Two, they’re making a TV show out of Fred. Nickelodeon has really lost its touch. Okay, I will admit that when I was in 6th grade, me and a friend of mine were absolutely obsessed with him. I mean, back then, we thought it was absolutely adorable that a guy our age would do something like this. Now, frankly, it’s a bit disturbing. From the Alvin-esque voice to the more-than childish behavior to the actual craze of it….it’s just plain scary.
- Step outside, close your eyes, and forget it’s January. I hope you feel a sense of warmth (literally) hitting you, swarming past you, swirling around your mind. The sun is illuminating my house right now, at 4:30, when it should be dark. I mean, I always thought that in January, the days were super short. Not that I’m complaining, of course—this is incredible. And I absolutely love sunsets in Vermont, all year long. I’m sure many of my poetry has been sunset-based, many thoughts, many feelings, many smiles. It reminds me of all the reasons I love this place—even if it’s somewhere I could never envision myself living forever. But that doesn’t mean I won’t ever come back to visit. It’s in my heart as much as my family is.
- Homework. I am not one of those kids who whines about homework. I am now. Don’t get me wrong, I am one of those people who loves to learn things—loves school. But the amount of homework we get is too much to handle. Exam week was a bit scarring this year, partly my own fault, but it would’ve just been nice to have a short break in between.
- I was getting my daily dosage of Yahoo News, and I came across this article that just made my heart melt. “Great Destinations After Dark.” My favorite is Mauna Kea, the place for stargazers. One day, I’ll lie under those stars, notebook in hand, and fall in love with the sky. My other favorite was Waterfire in Providence, RI. Firetenders float down the three rivers to light torches lined up on the river at night. It’s just mind blowing, and surreal, to be honest. The rest of them are spectacular as well, so I would definitely check out the article, as well as the places, of course. It’s exciting that Paris is one of them, for their “night culture.” See you in a month, spectacular Paris (I meant that to be written in a French-accent).
- Novak Djokovic, Aussie Open champ. Yuck, enough said. (I’m a hardcore Federer fan, so it’s not like Nadal really deserved it either).
- In relation to the latter, Federer and I have the same EXACT tennis bag. It is, of course, a Federer-endorsed bag, with his signature strewn across, but I didn’t realize he actually used it. Click on the link—it’s an absolute beauty. Of course I don’t have 12 racquets, but during the season, I basically live out of my tennis bag.
- I’ve made a mental bucket list. I obviously won’t be putting it on here ever, but I think I’ll make a written list for myself. I wonder if I’ll ever be able to fulfill all of them….I hope so!
- I’ve discovered a website called 750 words, a site where you strive to write 750 words a day, totally private and locked. I spent three days regurgitating all of my emotions on there, and then I felt kind of pathetic about it.
So, this weekend has definitely been a little bizarre. The news of the student at CVU is all that’s been circulating around the state. Everywhere I go, I hear his name. And as glad I am of the respect he’s getting, from the front page feature on BFP to showing up in conversations, it’s just so difficult to handle for me. I wrote how I felt before, so I don’t think I really need to again. But it’s just something that gives me a senseless feeling, and hearing it over and over again makes me think over and over again. And I hope I go into school tomorrow appreciating my relationships with people even more, holding them close to my heart. I hope you do too.
Lastly, I wanted to say thanks to anyone who reads this. In three days, I got over 200 views on this blog. It may not seem like a lot, but it just means the world to me. I definitely had a smile on my face for the entire weekend, as people told me how much they appreciated my post about Ila and my blog in general. Thank you so, so much.
Lots of love,