Annnnnnnd I'm Back

How many times am I going to post about how bad at this I am?

These last few months have been rough. I haven't been motivated to do anything. I have been falling behind in all my classes. I haven't been reading my scriptures. I sleep through sacrament meeting. I will blame that on the time (1:30 is naptime, okay?). I haven't wanted to do ANYTHING.

But I am doing better.

I've been praying. I've been trying to come back.

And conference happened and it was amazing. And then I wrote this poem for this project for my religion class, and reading it back over, it hit me to the heart that this is true and that I'm where I ought to be.

I still have a lot of work to do. But I'm happier than I have been in a long time. So, for your enjoyment, nonexistent readers, here is this poem I wrote that is currently everything to me. It's not a good poem, technically. It's not well-executed and the metre is a disaster. But it's everything to me.

It's all true. And God loves me.

Truth

Look at these truths that I know
All that has been restored 
Now in these latter days
In the glory of the Lord

There's much I don't understand
And much that I've yet to learn
But firm in this faith I stand 
As I feel my spirit burn

I know that God exists
Because a young man said a prayer 
And in a brilliant answer
God and His Son were there

I know that God exists
I've seen His hand in my life
And when I needed help
He saved me every single time

I know about my Saviour
Of His mission and His life 
And the plan of salvation
That sets everything aright

I know about my Saviour 
From the Book of Mormon's words
That He came to all His people
Here and on other worlds

I've learned of the atonement 
Of salvation and of grace
I cannot comprehend them
But I know that they're in place

That through Christ's great atonement
Comes salvation through God's grace
And that one day, the plan fulfilled
I'll see Him face to face

And it will not be a meeting
Between some unknown god and me
But instead come with the feeling
That I'm where I'm meant to be

For when I say Heavenly Father

The words are literal and true

I know that I'm His daughter

This was restored too

A child of the divine

In a family eternal

Because the bonds that we make here on earth

Are far more than superficial

This truth came through the prophet

Through that young man who had prayed

Who was called to lay the foundation

Of this work in these last days

It's through God's holy priesthood

Eternal promises are sealed

On the Susquehannah and in Kirtland

These keys were once again revealed

The authority to baptise

Heal the sick and raise the dead

To call down blessings from on high

Is on the earth again

And the authority to bind

On earth and in heaven

To seal families for all time

O wondrous truth is given!

And all these things I know

And I know what I one day will see

A child of Heavenly Parents

As they are, I too will be

So many truths restored

Since that day in 1820

All that means so much to me

What shapes my eternity

And I know all of this is true

Although I wasn't there

Because I have felt my spirit burning

Because God has heard my prayer

PROcrastination

I am NOT doing my homework right now, as I ought.

BUT I GOT MY COMPUTER BACK.

Literally took it into the tech store, 15 minute fix.

And I've been working without it for two weeks because REASONS??

I'm the worst sometimes.

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

Ok, so my computer konked it just a few days after my last post,

and I've been living at the library to do homework.

Finals start NEXT SATURDAY.

UGGGGGGHHHH.

Meddling in Mediocrity

Uni.

I am staring in the face of my own averageness.

The end.


....


Ok, but really. I grew up in small towns. I was brilliant. I was a good singer. I was in the band. I was Mormon. I ran cross country. I stood out. I had an identity.

And now I'm at BYU. And suddenly, none of that stands out anymore. I am average. I'm one of over 30,000 students who are 97% Mormon. I'm one of several hundred choirs. I'm struggling to keep up with my course load and dealing with the fact that this is way more competitive than anything I've ever done.

I don't stand out.

And this past week, that's been killing me a little bit. It's hard to adjust so completely into the ensemble and still be someone. I have to figure out what I'm doing and how to matter.

And I don't know how to do that right now.

So I'm meddling in mediocrity and trying to survive.

Week 2, Still Not Dead...

But, man, I do not feel good.

The last few days, my throat's been hurting. And my head. It's been real fun.

Uni is still kicking my butt a little.

And I feel weird. I know this is where God wants me to be, but I feel very displaced here, not quite at home, like I don't really belong. But I guess I'll see what happens.

ANYHOW.

Time management was better this week. I also added vocal instruction into my life so I have to do that, along with bassoon. Go team me!

I need to sleep, so this'll be short, but I wanted to post.

Job is SWEET, more on that later.

I got to see SPO this weekend because TES was visiting the college where she goes, and also we hung out with Bon, which was AWESOME. I always adore spending time with Tes, and then I hadn't see Spo or Bon since June of 2015 (before Bon and I went on missions), so it was sweet to get back together with them. Also, watched MOANA (which I'm OBSESSED WITH) because Bon hadn't seen it yet, so that was fun. :)


And one last thing to close this off- we got assigned our ward FHE groups tonight and THERE ARE TWO GERMANS IN MINE and GOD LOVES ME. We'll see what happens tomorrow.

Also, I'm bakin' banana bread tomorrow. WOOT.

Bis naechstes mal!

Guten Tag

I just feel the need to come back to this pet project of mine.

It's been a while.

Hi.

Did I mention before my silence that I was going to serve as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints? I did that. I lived in Germany for 18 months and I fell in love with the whole world.

And then I came home to my family freefall of summer and life has been insane.

And I moved from Myneton this last week to start university. First day of class is tomorrow. I have a bassoon lesson and choir. :)

And I want to come back to this free space of writing and sharing thoughts with a nonexistent audience. Perhaps someday more people will be here.

But for now, it's just thoughts, really.

Compare and Contrast

So, y'all know about Tak. (a quick summary: my high school best friend, and crush, dated him sophomore year, he went to college, we broke up, and aren't really friends anymore) But you don't know about Baw. (a quick summary: my older brother's best friend in Podunk, I had a crush on him in middle school that faded after we moved to Myneton) So, this week, Baw returned from his mission to the Chile Osborno Mission, and of course, big brother (oh my gosh I'm bad at this blogging stuff. big brother got home from the Mexcio City East mission on October 17, and we've basically been hanging out nonstop since then, because we have no obligations.) and I had to go to the airport when he flew in, because big brother was STOKED to see him again! And then we went to his homecoming talk this Sunday... And I just got thinking.

First off, it was so fun to see Baw and my big brother together again. Going on nine years of friendship, and they're hilarious. And they get each other- they really just go together.

But I couldn't help comparing Baw and Tak. They're really similar, and I had crushes on the two of them for a lot of the same reasons- musician, funny, kind, a strong testimony of the Gospel... But looking at them now, it's like...
Well, Baw is still all of those things that I liked. And Tak isn't anymore. I mean, Tak and I haven't even talked in over a year (because he thinks it'd be awkward or something? not really sure...), but from Rle's friendship with him, we know that he's sort of fallen away from the Church (sad, sad, sad!). And he's just... changed a lot since high school. I mean, he's still cute and musical, but he seems to be less considerate, less kind, and he's lost that light. It's like he's become a worse version of himself, I guess. It's sad.
But Baw is shining with this Gospel light, and he's so excited about his testimony, and the chance he had to go to Chile. And he's still cute and musical, and funny and kind, and all the things I liked.

Just, looking at the two of them now... Well, if I were looking to date right now (which I'm not because I'M GOING ON A MISSION IN 42 DAYS!!!! :) Germany here I come!), Baw is exactly the sort of guy I'd go on a date with, someone I'd love to have in my friend group. And Tak is not even on that radar.

It's interesting to see the contrast in them in the two years since they've graduated.

19 Years Go By So Quickly

Yeah. It's my birthday. 19 today. (mission, here I come!)
And I just feel retrospective, and I'm going to post some things about myself. (there were going to be 19 originally, but I started this post way too late. so I've got like 10. oh well.)  Things I love, things I've learned, things I'd like to leave behind.... So here we go.

love- READING. I've always been a reader, as long as I can remember. I've lived thousands of lives and been to a million places and books have saved me and inspired me and amazed me and I absolutely love them. The Chronicles of Narnia. The Harry Potter Series. The Books of Bayern. The Cry of the Icemark. The Bartimaeus Trilogy. The Percy Jackson Series. Just to name a few.  I grew up in worlds of ink and paper, with my dad reading us stories and bringing words to life. Reading is amazing.

learn- What other people think doesn't matter. And I don't mean ignore your parents or your very best friend's good advice. What I mean is, it doesn't matter if the girl in your class thinks your pants aren't cute enough or if the boy doesn't laugh at your jokes or if your hair/face/laugh/thing you love/hobby isn't fashionable or whatever else. If you spend your time worrying about pleasing others, it is far too easy to lose yourself in the disaster that high school and society can be. You're the only person who lives with you 100% of every day, and you need to be okay with who you are. And who you are is brilliant and bright.

leave- Insecurity. Because of what I just talked about, I've also realised that insecurity is something I can live without. Yes, it's scary to talk in front of people, and I'm nervous about singing or performing or auditions, and sometimes I may not like the way I look. But letting insecurity eat away at my love for myself is never worth it.

love- MUSIC. I've been singing for as long as I can remember, playing piano since second grade, bassoon since sixth, saxophone since ninth, writing music/songs since eighth grade. And music is a wonder. Ink on a page and creations of wood and metal can change moods, break hearts or mend them, hurt and heal. Music expresses what words cannot, and it is miraculous.

learn- It's okay to be weird. I spent ridiculous amounts of time in high school trying to be less weird than I thought I was. But ya know what? It's beautiful to be passionate about something, whether that's cars or Broadway or painting or calculus. There's no need to shave off the ragged edges of your weirdness, because that's what sets you apart from everyone else, what makes you powerful, worth talking to. Love the thing you love, do that thing you do, and know that you will be all the more interesting because of that. No one ever made history who wasn't called weird at some point.

leave- Toxic people. There are times when you may meet someone who brings you down- they guilt trip you or make you feel bad about yourself, they make you doubt yourself and your abilities, they make you question your worth. Don't let those people take up your time and eat away at your soul. Surround yourself with those who bring you up and encourage you and make you feel valuable and wonderful, because YOU ARE.

love- WRITING. Well, if you've been reading this, you know I write poetry, songs, words. There is something incredibly therapeutic about watching my soul come to life on a paper, organised and beautiful. And writing has been an incredible outlet for me, when I've been sad, lonely, happy, excited, angry, confused... Words are magical.

learn- Life is scary and hard and wonderful. Take chances. There will always be things you can't plan for, and unexpected events, but if you never try, you'll never succeed at anything. You will never know how much you may love something if you don't give it ago, and you will never know how much someone may mean to you if you never say hello. Don't let the things you're afraid of stop you from living.

leave- Unnecessary worry. If you can't change it, don't let it ruin your life. Make the changes you can, but accept that it may rain. Bring your umbrella, and enjoy it. Don't let tiny stresses take the joy out of life.

last, but not least- The Gospel is true and God loves you. That's it. That's the most important thing. I've had times of doubt and been lost, during high school. But the Gospel of Christ always ended up being the only thing that made any sense. And it always will. He will always be there, because He loves you.

Yeah. I guess I've grown up, some. Let's see the next 19?

World Domination

So, I've been texting one of my friends from Podunk, Bon, this whole summer, and recently, our conversation has been awesome. I feel the need to share.

But first, a little background. I met Bon in the sixth grade, and he was one of my best friends from then until I moved to Myneton. We sort of lost touch... But have recently reconnected. He's definitely still AWESOME.
I met Tas in the seventh grade. He's a wonderful, one-of-a-kind hilarious, and I ADORE him. So. Now that you know who these two people are, I'm going to relay the conversation between Bon and I.

This part of our texting conversation began on July 21, and has continued sporadically since then, becoming better and better. The scene opens here, a few days after I visited Myneton:
*as always, typos are left as they occurred in the conversation*

Me: I adore you people. I'm totally gonna crash your ten year reunion!

Bon: Haha, do it. We'll still be the same. Just older. Except maybe Tas, he's going to go crazy in college

Me: I really will though! And Tas is *already* crazy. He raises carnivorous plants and ships his friends and if he goes crazier in college, it'll be something to see.

Bon: Oh yeah, Tas will become like An insane genius who will try to invent a death ray. He'll also become a pro gamer and set up a fake dating site, then lose it all in a bet. Then solve world hunger and become wildly rich. That's my prediction.

Me: Wow. That's ambitious. But, I could see it. Also, he plays oboe in the New York Philharmonic the whole time.

Bon: Of course. Still though, I think I was on to something with Tas bring a pro gamer.

Me: Oh, yacht. That's totally a valid option for his future. I can see it. ;)

Bon: For sure. He'll probably have a yacht too. Oh yacht. :)

Me: Thanks for just running with that. ^_^ The only question remaining is whether he'd still associate with us peasants when he's got all that crazy stuff going on.

Bon: Indeed. Then again, I'm hoping to be just as rich and knowing how smart you are, you could be too, so we should be good.

Me: With our combined genius, anything could happen. We'd be the most POWERFUL trioin the fire nation, and together we'd DOMINATE the world!

Bon: First if all, loved the reference. It was quite sharp. Be careful, with that Wit you might pierce the hull of a fire navy battleship killing thousands.
And second, heck yes'm. Take over the world in days.

Me: Ahahaha YAAAS! And even if our own mothers think we are monsters... Well, we'll rule the world, so who cares?

[note: those last three messages reference the Avatar: the Last Airbender tv show, which is AWESOME.]

Bon: Exactly! Because power and money at clearly the most important things!

Me: Indeed! Nothing else matters in life!

Bon: Plus then we'd be super villains,which is awesome!

Me: We'd really have to work on our presentation, so we'd really be super villains!

[note: Megamind reference!]

Bon: Of course. Does that mean Tas will be the super hero? Because that would be a great backstory.

Me: No, we're all three supervillains together, an unstoppable team! Somebody else will have to be the superhero!

Bon: I don't know. At best Tas is the villain who turns good and betrays us. Tas is just too good.

Me: Hmmm... You're probably right... He'll give away our secret weaknesses.

Bon: And right after we catch the hero too.......what a drag.

Me: *sigh* Why does it always go that way? I want it to be like Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along-Blog. I want the villains to win!

Bon: Ummmmmm......but then who is the one who dies? I really don't think that Dr horrible had that happy an ending for anyone.

Me: I dunno, it was pretty good for the E.L.E. Also, I never specified happy... I just said the villains win!

[note: Dr. Horrible is AMAZING. Go look it up on Youtube and watch it.]

Bon: True. Still gotta decide who has to die in this scenario, though...

Me: Well, that's depressing.

Bon: Yeah, so let's not shoot for Dr horrible. Maybe like mega mind or something?

Me: But... The villain turns good. I guess we could go that route, but I think it would ruin the 'betrayal by Tas' storyline.

Bon: Yeah... What movie has the villain win but isn't a tragedy???

Me: Umm... Umm... Umm...

Bon: We'll have to make it own (gasp!)

Me: Original thought? Perish the idea! How MARVELOUS.

Bon: Let's see... The story will open in a large city all black and white like a detective show. The camera will slowly zoom into a large building...

Me: Where the three of us, stylishly dressed and in the most dramatically furnished room, are plotting our takeover of the world.

Bon: Yes, Tas would be like a well dressed spy, whereas I would be a crazy scientist with crazy gadgets. I'm betting you woulds be the mastermind

Me: I can definitely go with that. So, what's the evil plan?

Bon: Hmm... That's the hard part. An evil plan that hasn't been done to death... You're the schemer, any ideas?

Me: Kill all honeybees, except from our personal farm, monopolise the honey and beeswax industries... Go from there.
Spread socialism as we go.
On our way to communism that we run, and world power.

Bon: I like it! It's big. Just needs some death ray and freezing ozone, and we'll have a master plan!

Me: Alternatively, we drain the oceans and transfer them to Mars (you up for portal use?), so we'll control BOTH planets... Twice the landmass, twice the potential, all the GLORY.

Bon: Love it. We can then create star ports, speed expansion and science and make a galactic empire. All by thinking with portals.

Me: Exactly! Now, the only question left is why Tas would defect from a plan as astounding as that one?

Bon: Clearly he is not a fan of our totalitarian government. Either that or he is secretly a tree hugger and loves bees.

Me: Well, I'm not a fan of totalitarian governments either... But it's TOTALLY different when I'm in charge! Oh! Maybe Tas wants to be the Supreme Overlord, and since he can't be (because I AM) he betrays us?
Or, the honeybee thing.

Bon: I'm betting on the supreme overlord one. But then, even though he turns good because of selfish reasons, he finds he likes being a hero and narrowly escapes to reform a rebellion that he quelled earlier in the story. Then all we need is some giant monsters somewhere in there and we're good!

Me: We're brilliant. We engineer and control the monsters ourselves. They're nearly impossible to defeat, but Tas knows all their weaknesses. It'll sell millions of copies!

Bon: Brilliant! We'll be rich in no time! We better get someone on the movie rights. We night even get rich enough to really take over the world.

Me: Infallible. We're marvelous!

Bon: Best crime trio/duo this side of Jupiter!

Me: Yes. It'll be MARVELOUS.

Bon: Let's do it. I'll get on the death ray and scary monsters.

Me: Good. I'll work on the details of the plan, and hiring underlings.

Bon: Just make sure you get some good underlings. Ones who can aim, not like storm troopers and every other henchmen ever.

Me: I know... We'll have to find a way to counter 'shooting against the hero' syndrome. ALSO. We need villain identities!

Bon: True... Never really thought about the identities... Any good ideas?

Me: Tas can be Sir Sneaks-a-Lot, you'll be Dr. Gizmo, and I'll be the Mastermind.
Kidding. Totally kidding.

Bon: I feel like... Those names give away our jobs. Is gotta be subtle.

Me: Hey, I don't see you with any ideas. ;) C'mon, the Mastermind is good! You can be Dr. Maniac... And Tas is... Is... Midnight Malice.
Okay, I'll admit, Dr. Maniac isn't OPTIMAL, but as a set, the names sound cool! And, Tas can change to Midnight Marvel or Midnight Miracle or something when he betrays us. It's totally perfect!

Bon: OK, midnight marvel does sound awesome. I like them, though could we drop the Dr? I don't have a Phd, nor do I really want to get one in being crazy...

Me: Valid. Mastermind, Maniac, and Midnight Malice. Now we have identities- we can REALLY take over the world!

Bon: OK! Let's do it! Next Tuesday seems like a good day! Let's shoot for world domination by then.

[note: that text was sent August 6, so Tuesday was August 11.]

Me: Wow, that's an aggressive deadline. Are the monsters going to be ready?

Bon: I'm getting there I've made them, but so far all they're done is try to tear my face of.... Hungry little guys. We do have Tas....i mean midnight malice is going to Hungary, so I figured we could have an agent in Europe.

[note: Tas entered the MTC on August 5 for a mission to Hungary. Bon enters the MTC August 19 for a mission to Louisiana.]

Me: I'm not sure if those monsters rote
sound ready to use. Also, Midnight Malice won't be in Hungary for a few weeks, so we won't HAVE a Europe agent.

Bon: Meh, he's getting there. And monsters are better if you can't really control them anyways

Me: Valid point. I mean if we can't control them, no one else can, right?

Bon: Exactly! Besides, I'm sure we can figure it out before they kill tons of people and rebel

Me: Nawh, stopping them can be Tas's job, after he betrays us.

[note: it's now August 11.]

Me: So... World domination today? We've got like six hours left...

Bon: Oh Uh.... Sure? Not really sure how to start. I didn't think we'd get that far. I thought for sure the monsters would get free and easy my face by now...

Me: Well, that's not productive. It was YOUR deadline, buddy! ;)

Bon: Yeah... But in my defense, you are the planner. So what's the plan.

Me: My plan was a later goal for domination, sometime when the monsters are ready and we actually have an agent in Europe. :P

Bon: Oh fine... If you don't want any suspense... It would have been so exciting, but no, you want a "well thought out" plan with a chance of success...

Me: Yes. When I say world domination, I mean it. :D

Bon: [sigh] fine......it's just so much less fun

Me: What part of actually ruling the world is less fun than a failed attempt?

Bon: It's the excitement of not knowing if you will succeed, the tension of thinking you're monsters will eat your face, then the relief as you wrest control at the last second. It's exhilarating! Or painful...

Me: I prefer the exhilaration with as little pain as possible. It that's boring, then I guess that's me!

And that is where the plan for world domination currently stands. Watch out, we're coming. ALSO. I LOVE my friends!

RandomSauce

So... Summer eats my life.

I've been working at the mine Monday to Thursday every week, and every week since the last week of June, we've headed to the next state over to visit family. We drive out Thursday after work, and come bac k Sunday night. It's crazy.

We've tie-dyed and played games and stayed up late and had fireworks and birthdays and a mission farewell and watched movies and musicals and had a really good time.

Also, I've got two posts in the works, one about a talk I gave in church (in June) and one about a youth fireside from the beginning of this month.

I just haven't had time to post.

YIKES.

However, I have posted in July!

Small victories. :)

Yeah. August will hopefully be better?

RandomSauce

Welp... It's been a while. RandomSauce- I'm gonna dump and catch y'all up.
Last Thursday, I went to my old school's graduation, in Podunk.
Then Friday, I graduated in Myneton.
Saturday, Rle and I had our party- it was great fun, and a whole bunch of people came, Tak included.
Sunday, Rip got the Melchizedek priesthood (he leaves for a mission on July 8) and his eagles scout, which was a pretty cool day.
Monday, I started work out at one of the mines (there are SEVERAL. I'm not calling this Myneton for nothing.). I have a summer job there... and it's gonna be LONG hours, but it pays great. So, that's cool.

Then, and here's the real random story, I came home from work Monday, and our front door was open, because it's SO HOT, and through the screen door, I can hear my little brother and my sister talking, quite enthusiastically. I'm confused as to who they're talking to... I walk in, and I see them, with my mom, taking to... A lumberjack? Some random bearded guy, in a red flannel shirt? Double take, and it's Elder Hayes! He got home from his mission in December, and he's living here in Myneton for the summer, working a job that a family he met on the mission set up for him. So anyway, Hayes (which is what we ended up calling him because first name felt odd and Elder wasn't right either...) served in our ward for about five months, and he's totally best friends with our family (him and Elder Miller together), so he thought he'd stop in.
He was probably at our house for like three hours, including dinner. It was great. He's a funny guy, and it was fun to see him.

Although I was having a weird moment about it... Like, I thought he was rather attractive when he served in our ward, but missionaries exist in this bubble of untouchableness for me, so I never considered it. Well, Monday, when he was sitting in our living room, he was definitely attractive. WEIRD WEIRD WEIRD.
Although I did write a pretty poem about it... It's sort of true, and sort of dramatic:

The taste of your name
Is unfamiliar on my lips
But, darling, I think I like it
The smile on your face
That easy, cheerful grin
Is just how I remembered it
The gleam in your eyes
As we talk and tell jokes
I'm entranced by it
And your sure testimony
Of the Gospel we live
 I'm inspired by it
So... The taste of your name on my lips-
Darling, it's wonderful, and
I could get used to it

So Monday... It was weird.
Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, I woke up between 3 and 3:30, caught the bus at 4:15, rode the bus to the mine, arrived at 5:50, began work at 6, got off at 4, got home about 5:45. And I went to sleep at 9 every night. Mine life is rough. But also VERY cool.

Thursday night, UncleRo, Cad, Kad, Rip, and Zap came through and spent the night, and we partied and played games. It was lovely! Although, this conversation happened.

We were telling them about Hayes visiting, and then--
Cad: Well, did he hit on you?
Me: What?? No!
Cad: Well, I'm just sayin, elders who go back to their missions...
And we laughed it off, and told Cad and everybody else about other missionaries who've served here and come back through...
But OHMYGOSH. I felt SO AWKWARD.
Awkward enough that I wrote another poem about it.

Ahaha AWKWARD
'Scuse me while I laugh
"Did he hit on you?"
Well, NO
But I sorta wish he would have?
And super really don't
Because, what even. WEIRD
But then, I don't know
I like him- and his beard
I think I'm just overromantic
And sort of desperate
I just want to find someone
To make a real connection
But it can wait
I don't need that now
Although that doesn't change
How
You caught me off guard, made me laugh
And PANIC
Ahaha AWKWARD
And I hope no one saw that

So that basically sums up my life in that area. Hayes really IS attractive, but it's ODD... I don't like it. It somehow just feels odd, but there's totally a part of me that's like, "Yeah, go for it! Summer fling before he goes back to college, before you go on a mission... DO IT." And the other part of me's like, "NO. BAD STUPID IDEA."  But nothing will happen anyway, so it's whatever.

Friday, I vegged out all day, and then we had a Youth Conference (my last one!) kick-off dinner/game time.

Today, we went to an amusement park.

Yay Youth Conference!

I'll try to post more next week... This week was weird.

Monday?

So, it was my last Monday of high school today.

Weird.

This is the last week.

And then I get to do real life.

It's odd to think about.

And that is my contribution for today.

So, It's Been A While...

Life got crazy. Honestly, for a while, I forgot about this. Then yesterday, Rle texted me.

Rle: Do you still have that blog you started a while ago?
Me: Ahaha yeah but I don't think I've posted since last summer... Or more. Why?
Rle: I was just thinking about it.
Me: Random. I should start posting in that again.

I asked her about it when I saw her, and she told me she had just thought of it- because I told her about it when I started it, but I wouldn't let her read it. Because she was in it and everything was current, and I didn't want to let her... But!

I'm going to start posting again. Doing this really helped me clear my head and get some stuff in order.

Plus also, it counts as journalling.

So, here I be again.