Sunday, May 15, 2011
Friday, May 13, 2011
Super Senior...Yes? No? Maybe?
Remember that whole 30 day challenge? Yeah, me neither.
I'll pick it up again when summer begins. It's not that I haven't had anything to blog about; I've had a lot to say, I just haven't had the time. I shouldn't say that I don't have the time. I do, I just make excuses to not blog. If it's any consolation, I have a long, long list of potential blog posts saved in my drafts. I'll get around to them eventually. For now, I'm stopping the challenge. There's too much going on for my blog to be my first priority: such as school.
School is insane, but I love it. I used to say that I always felt that I needed to graduate this year. Perhaps I said that because I have a lot of friends who are graduating and moving away this year. I have a slight fear of being left alone. That's a lie, it's a huge fear. I felt that I needed to graduate or I'd lose contact with everyone who's leaving. Admittedly, I think that will happen with most of them. How unfortunate. Regardless, my perspective has changed a little bit. My friend, Emily, and I are seriously considering being Super Seniors: someone who stays an extra year in high school. Essentially, it's repeating the 12th grade. We were talking about it today and we could organize our schedules so that we barely don't have enough credits to graduate and then take both high school classes and college classes during our last year. I don't know, is it a bad idea? I really think it'd be better for both of us, especially considering how we seem to be the ONLY ONES WHO ARE PLANNING ON PAYING FOR COLLEGE! What the heck? We've talked to so many kids whose parents have their college paid for. Yeah, that's a great way to prepare your kid for the real world. Anyway, I'm just looking for feedback. I view it as a way to give yourself just an extra year to save for college and prepare. Others view it as a fear of moving on, which I'm not, I just think it'd be fun. Am I just going through a phase? I don't know. What do you think? I have a lot of time to think it over. I guess we'll see.
Sorry this post is so poorly written. I'm just vomiting my train of thought onto a keyboard and making it somewhat legible. I'll do better next time.
Pinky promise.
I'll pick it up again when summer begins. It's not that I haven't had anything to blog about; I've had a lot to say, I just haven't had the time. I shouldn't say that I don't have the time. I do, I just make excuses to not blog. If it's any consolation, I have a long, long list of potential blog posts saved in my drafts. I'll get around to them eventually. For now, I'm stopping the challenge. There's too much going on for my blog to be my first priority: such as school.
School is insane, but I love it. I used to say that I always felt that I needed to graduate this year. Perhaps I said that because I have a lot of friends who are graduating and moving away this year. I have a slight fear of being left alone. That's a lie, it's a huge fear. I felt that I needed to graduate or I'd lose contact with everyone who's leaving. Admittedly, I think that will happen with most of them. How unfortunate. Regardless, my perspective has changed a little bit. My friend, Emily, and I are seriously considering being Super Seniors: someone who stays an extra year in high school. Essentially, it's repeating the 12th grade. We were talking about it today and we could organize our schedules so that we barely don't have enough credits to graduate and then take both high school classes and college classes during our last year. I don't know, is it a bad idea? I really think it'd be better for both of us, especially considering how we seem to be the ONLY ONES WHO ARE PLANNING ON PAYING FOR COLLEGE! What the heck? We've talked to so many kids whose parents have their college paid for. Yeah, that's a great way to prepare your kid for the real world. Anyway, I'm just looking for feedback. I view it as a way to give yourself just an extra year to save for college and prepare. Others view it as a fear of moving on, which I'm not, I just think it'd be fun. Am I just going through a phase? I don't know. What do you think? I have a lot of time to think it over. I guess we'll see.
Sorry this post is so poorly written. I'm just vomiting my train of thought onto a keyboard and making it somewhat legible. I'll do better next time.
Pinky promise.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Day 4
Day 4: Your parents.
I love how none of these prompts provide any type of specificity. How could I possibly begin to narrow down this topic? Where do I begin? And what can I even say? I think it’s fair to say that my parents are fairly normal. Y’know, in the sense that they provide constant embarrassment in public places; are immature enough to laugh really hard at “that’s what she said” jokes, tease me the way a friend would, and all the while they can ground me for being stupid. They teach me, they support me, they make fun of me, they laugh at me, they laugh with me, and they occasionally borrow money.
I love how none of these prompts provide any type of specificity. How could I possibly begin to narrow down this topic? Where do I begin? And what can I even say? I think it’s fair to say that my parents are fairly normal. Y’know, in the sense that they provide constant embarrassment in public places; are immature enough to laugh really hard at “that’s what she said” jokes, tease me the way a friend would, and all the while they can ground me for being stupid. They teach me, they support me, they make fun of me, they laugh at me, they laugh with me, and they occasionally borrow money.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Day 2
Day 2: Explain the meaning behind your blog name.
Surely you've heard the original phrase that created my blog name, yes? If not, too bad, because my mom follows my blog and she'd be really mad if I used profanity. Ju[S]t r[H]yme 'wh[I]t' un[T]il you get it.
There really isn't much to say about my blog name. Now, in all deserving credit, the brilliance behind the blog name ought to go to my dad. Let's just say his immaturity pays off well. It was creative, catchy, and comical. Is there any other reason to create a blog name? Get real, this is not a competition of sincerity - it's a battle of "whits". Haha, I'm punny. I s'pose my point here is that the reason I started this blog in the first place was to create a way to write in a relaxed fashion. I wanted something that was entertaining to the audience while exploring broad topics. My other blog, however, is a writer's blog without a doubt. I had a limited audience with my other blog because not everyone is a writer, and not everyone cares about the Odyssey, and not everyone shares the same vocabulary as I.
I guess the name ties into what I'm trying to communicate with everyone. Regardless of how many edits I do per post, or how many people really do like my writing: stuff happens. A teacher, whom I admire very much, once told me that the only person I can control is myself. He said that, despite all my efforts, I will never be able to please everyone. But, here's the crucial part of that, by putting yourself out there, you're doing everything in your power to please someone; and that vulnerabilty is the best and worst part of life. So, Whit Happens? Call this my way of exposing myself. Degrade me, insult me, judge me, criticize me, but, y'know, it happens and I can live with that.
Surely you've heard the original phrase that created my blog name, yes? If not, too bad, because my mom follows my blog and she'd be really mad if I used profanity. Ju[S]t r[H]yme 'wh[I]t' un[T]il you get it.
There really isn't much to say about my blog name. Now, in all deserving credit, the brilliance behind the blog name ought to go to my dad. Let's just say his immaturity pays off well. It was creative, catchy, and comical. Is there any other reason to create a blog name? Get real, this is not a competition of sincerity - it's a battle of "whits". Haha, I'm punny. I s'pose my point here is that the reason I started this blog in the first place was to create a way to write in a relaxed fashion. I wanted something that was entertaining to the audience while exploring broad topics. My other blog, however, is a writer's blog without a doubt. I had a limited audience with my other blog because not everyone is a writer, and not everyone cares about the Odyssey, and not everyone shares the same vocabulary as I.
I guess the name ties into what I'm trying to communicate with everyone. Regardless of how many edits I do per post, or how many people really do like my writing: stuff happens. A teacher, whom I admire very much, once told me that the only person I can control is myself. He said that, despite all my efforts, I will never be able to please everyone. But, here's the crucial part of that, by putting yourself out there, you're doing everything in your power to please someone; and that vulnerabilty is the best and worst part of life. So, Whit Happens? Call this my way of exposing myself. Degrade me, insult me, judge me, criticize me, but, y'know, it happens and I can live with that.
Day 1
In my unoriginality, my friend Cassy and I decided to take a 30 day blog challenge. I'm already a day behind. Ha. Oh well, none of you really care anyway.
Day 1: Introduction, recent picture, and 15 interesting facts about yourself.
I already created an introduction to my personality, my blog, my life...it's the first blogpost on here. So, don't be lazy (or do, I don't care) and go back to read it.
UGH. Recent picture? How is this relevent to my writing? OBVIOUSLY a mom created these prompts. But, hey, I'm feeling cooperative today. HERE. Enjoy it, brat.
That had absolutely nothing to do with anything.
Anyway, back to the prompt.
My 15 facts:
1. I really hate writing facts about myself.
2. It irks me to think I'm not as original as I'd like to be. (Hello, I have a blog...)
3. I quite honestly love running; I just can't do it.
4. Whenever I see moms jogging together, I want to throw rocks at them. No, I can't explain these emotions.
5. This has taken me 15 minutes to come up 5 FACTS!
6. I'm impatient.
7. I miss debate.
8. If I had the option, I'd sleep at school.
9. I love music. Duh.
10. In my humble opinion, you shouldn't complain unless you're perfect in the subject you're complaining about. In other words, I'M the only who's allowed to complain!
11. I'm sarcastic. Embrace it or go away.
12. I have a "minimalist personality".
13. I spend more time planning for my funeral than my wedding.
14. I love devouring delicious books. (No, I don't actually eat them...idiot.)
15. I spell the "wrong way". ie: colour, favourite, centre, etc. (It drives my mum and Socratic teacher INSANE.)
Just so you know, having to create this post has put me in a really bad mood. But...then again, everything makes me mad.
Day 1: Introduction, recent picture, and 15 interesting facts about yourself.
I already created an introduction to my personality, my blog, my life...it's the first blogpost on here. So, don't be lazy (or do, I don't care) and go back to read it.
UGH. Recent picture? How is this relevent to my writing? OBVIOUSLY a mom created these prompts. But, hey, I'm feeling cooperative today. HERE. Enjoy it, brat.
That had absolutely nothing to do with anything.
Anyway, back to the prompt.
My 15 facts:
1. I really hate writing facts about myself.
2. It irks me to think I'm not as original as I'd like to be. (Hello, I have a blog...)
3. I quite honestly love running; I just can't do it.
4. Whenever I see moms jogging together, I want to throw rocks at them. No, I can't explain these emotions.
5. This has taken me 15 minutes to come up 5 FACTS!
6. I'm impatient.
7. I miss debate.
8. If I had the option, I'd sleep at school.
9. I love music. Duh.
10. In my humble opinion, you shouldn't complain unless you're perfect in the subject you're complaining about. In other words, I'M the only who's allowed to complain!
11. I'm sarcastic. Embrace it or go away.
12. I have a "minimalist personality".
13. I spend more time planning for my funeral than my wedding.
14. I love devouring delicious books. (No, I don't actually eat them...idiot.)
15. I spell the "wrong way". ie: colour, favourite, centre, etc. (It drives my mum and Socratic teacher INSANE.)
Just so you know, having to create this post has put me in a really bad mood. But...then again, everything makes me mad.
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