I have been
thinking about my anonymity for about a week now. This blog is a way that I can
talk without having to sensor myself as I do in my house and at school. At
home, I don’t talk about school because it gets too complicated and I feel as if
I should be able to deal with all the stuff at school by myself. It’s a part of
my life that’s just mine, that I don’t have to share with anyone else. And the
thing is, I’m an intensely private person. At school, I have to force myself to
talk to my friends about my life. I’ve never had best friends before so after
six years, I still feel like a beginner. So this blog is where I can yammer on
about anything, any time I want for as long as I want.
I
wonder whether I should use my real name here. It’s similar to what I want to
do when I start writing. Should I use my name, or use a false name or just a
false surname? It’s driving me crazy, but I’ll think about it some more later.
In
other news.... Christmas here was uneventful. I don’t say that to be mean, but
it stopped being exciting when I stopped asking for toys. Christmas kinda ends
when the toys go away. Christmas is also unexciting because I`m jobless so I
can`t buy anyone presents which is screwy. I wanted to make people gifts
instead, but I don`t know what anyone wanted. I really suck at Christmas. I
never know what anyone wants. I`m whining a lot. Let us continue on a different
strain now.
Big
moved out. I`m kinda upset because, you know I miss her and shit. But then I`m
like, fuck it. Let her live her life and let her be. Fuck her, let`s focus on
me. And she`s getting a dog, so I`m so freaking excited.
Ooh,
so I got things to do. I`m going to be cutting out the material for a dress
this afternoon and it will be done by the end of the break on the ninth. Ninth
doesn`t have an e in it? What is this world coming to!? Or whatever. Other
things to do before the break is over is to write a comparison essay about
Carol Shields` The Stone Diaries and John Updike`s The Witches of
Eastwick. So excited! Not. I have to
read about four books before the break is over, and I can`t do it. I`m
freaking. No not really. But I do want to read some books over the break. I
also need to look into Bigger and Mom into Etsy because they both need to start
selling their stuff. Mom and I also need to blog because Mom made me get a blog
about etiquette. Because I`m so classy people. I know, you could tell.
I
was thinking about hockey players for a couple of days now (because I've been watching hockey, reading hockey crap and waiting for the Winter Classic), and I have a list I
want to meet. I just thought I`d put it down because I keep forgetting which
ones I want to meet.
1. Sidney
Crosby because it`s Sid and I just want to look at him, and got I have a huge crush
on him! But don`t mention it to anyone)
2. Jonathan
Toews because I really want to tell him about a million jokes and see him smile
because making Captain Serious smile would be like bringing an extinct species
back to life. Or something less noteworthy. Whatever.
3. Steven
Stamkos so I can become his best friend and call him Steve, which really pisses
him off, but he`ll be such good friends that I won`t notice.
4. Jared
Staal because he`s the underrated Staal brother and I think he needs some
attention. Not dirty attention you perverts. Geez.
5. Alex
Ovechkin just to see whether I could understand him. And I`d wanna hang out and
play basketball or something, because it would just be interesting.
There are others, but that's all I can think of for now. Life is cool.
Been watching That 70`s Show for the past week. It`s nice. I also watched
Miracle. That was good too. Man, I`m just
a jabbering today aren`t I? Night peeps.
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