#WhenIWas13
Sometimes Twitter is really cool and entices you to break out your embarrassing journal from when you were 13. And sometimes, said journal makes you laugh so hard and loudly that you are gasping for air at how ridiculously (more) immature you used to be.
Here are some real gems (I give you full permission to laugh hysterically) from seventh-grade me:
"If I am going to get into Harvard, I need some rest. Night." Haaaaaaaaaah!
"Girls are feroshus (haha can't spell) beasts." I've never been a good speller, you guys. But yeah, sometimes they are, especially when they are emotional thirteen year olds who can't spell.
"Eww! Boys! Eww! NO!" Wiser words have never been written.
"I painted a heart. My heart. It's light, but surrounded by darkness closing in." I CAN'T. I JUST CAN'T. THIS IS TOO MUCH.
"We'd fix this. You know, like at Disneyland? They renovate rides all the time. It's the same ride it's always been, but hey, it's getting fixed--bettered. Like...Pimp My Ride?" What was I wanting to fix, you ask? A stain on the carpet? A tear in my favorite skirt? Nope, my "love life". Pssh!
"Lately I haven't been thinking about you all that much, but..." But...I was thinking about you enough to write you a letter that I would never send to you. But seriously, I never think about you. Except for this one time I'm spilling my heart out to you in a letter.
"Okay, so now I know why teachers give us so much homework. To keep us sane." Ah, junior high drama. Ah, how I don't miss it.
Although some things never change, embarrassing as I can get:
"What to wear?!!?? Hmm. I wanna wear my new (old) brooch. I'll get my whole überchic nerdy glam girl going on. I'm thinking my lavendar top that is a little tighter at the waist. Hmm. For bottoms? A skirt obviously. But which one?
Scratch that. Something totally new." SO THAT IS WHAT MY STYLE IS! It's "überchic nerdy glam". Finally, I can put a name to it.
"I love old stuff. Old stuff makes me happy. You know what else makes me happy? Sleep." A thousand times yes.
"Ok, so all I needed was a little Starbucks and Arcade Fire and I'm as good as new." Amen to that.
Alright, now that I've sufficiently humiliated myself for the night, I will say my farewell for now. I just couldn't help but share how silly I was then. I mean, I'm still silly, but not in the same ways. Middle school was just the weirdest situation ever, let me tell you... I try to block it out of my memory most of the time, but it's good for a few (dozen) laughs.
i ♥ london
I know bad, awful, sickening things happen daily, and to be honest, when all of a sudden I feel very strongly about something in particular that is going on in the world, I begin to feel guilty for not feeling so upset about every terrible, disgusting thing that happens every single day. I'm sure we're all guilty of this tendency to tune out such things, mostly because thinking about all of it constantly would drive most to depression. Maybe it's because I'm growing up (aka it's officially unacceptable to try to escape the harshness of reality), maybe it's because it was one of the first European cities I traveled to, or maybe it's because I'm 99.999% sure I'm studying abroad there my junior year, but I'm really upset about the riots taking place in London right now.
It's hard, in the security of our comfortable lives, to not take something as simple and important as our safety for granted, but that's just what Londoners are lacking at the present moment. The anxiety I feel for the people living there has got to be a million times magnified for them. I hope and pray that these acts of violence and crime seize as soon as possible.
There's a lot of messed up things happening in the world (I could name a few now, but that's for another post), but I will leave it at this: Keep London in your thoughts, keep Humanity in your thoughts, and never forget that one of the best things you can do to stop (or at least prevent more of) such atrocity in the world is to practice kindness and compassion, and avoid violence at all costs. Much love to all of you! xoxo
thursday thrills
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Happy Thursday, folks! xoxo
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