So this is my hundredth post of this blog, and it makes me think that wow, this place has grown on me. Sometimes I think I write too much or too little and sometimes I wonder if I should delete this thing. But more often than not I re-read things or add things and generally am proud.
So here's a nice reference list of the past posts:
So here's a nice reference list of the past posts:
- I am in a hot tub at night.
- I get very sweaty yet smile at the same time. Weird, huh!
- Fortune and I have a giant argument about buckets.
- I wish I was sunburnt but glow even though I'm not.
- I wear brown boots and get praised by my French teacher.
- I'm sad even though it's raining.
- Vanessa becomes okay.
- Am I too loud?
- I learn to hold myself back.
- I hang out with Georgie
- I learn that you just have to be patient.
- What did I accomplish?
- I find some periwinkles.
- I dance my heart out. Well, not really. Close enough.
- I stand on a chair yelling at people, and find I enjoy it.
- Good things happen to those who wait.
- Thank you to all you seventh graders.
- Things go wrong ...
- I paint camouflage and spend plenty of hours with friends.
- I climb up a rock wall alone.
- I scream. While eating ice cream. Which is rather difficult, may I just establish.
- No matter how much you want to trust somebody ... be careful there.
- I am all frustrated
- Surprise!!!!
- Things are nostalgic yet good.
- I have an Uno Fight with Liberty, and plan surprises.
- Dang you, copy machine.
- I'm so happy. Thanks, Georgie.
- Bleh.
- I am stuck being me.
- I get stuck in a storm or two.
- I can let things go ... finally, eh?
- I love my friends!
- I am busy.
- I get really really thirsty.
- It's a good day.
- Rain, finally!!!!
- Georgie is my best friend.
- Greg Laswell.
- I blush mentally.
- Lawnmowers bug me.
- People yell.
- I am wearing lime green!!!!
- Somebody told me I was not what I wanted to be.
- I can't find my fingers!
- I accidentally fell into love again. Whoops. Ouch.
- I am a really artsy person.
- I wonder if Seattle likes me.
- I love drama.
- It is my birthday party.
- I am pleasantly surprised while I turn 14.
- I run a mile.
- Whoops, this one is actually not a published post but a draft. Heh.
- Fortune can't see the light.
- I find Owl City coincidences that make me smile. Oh, and it's Valentine's Day.
- Not much happens.
- I talk about boys.
- Kyle is depressed.
- I change my attitude.
- I quote Britt Nicole's Gold.
- I lie on the floor of Danica's closet.
- I go to Danica's house which immediately feels like home.
- I am even more depressed-like in the middle of somewhat happiness.
- I am optimistic.
- My friends cheer me up.
- I wear blue ribbon.
- Someone dies.
- Meet my crush.
- Meet is my best friend.
- I hope I will be remembered.
- I rant about old friends.
- I have projects.
- Finding happiness in vegetables.
- Somehow, I have disappeared.
- I sled in the dark.
- I cheer Orqua up.
- I find deep meaning in clothing.
- My favorite letter makes me happy.
- Parts of me begin to disappear. :-O
- I'm not hungry.
- I think of good things.
- I accidentally write a sad post.
- I miss people.
- Ugh, here is an assembly.
- I think about me.
- I don't care about losing.
- I have deep thoughts about friends.
- I speed away but slow down and have some actual fun.
- I taste the sky and feel alive again.
- I lead my team to non-victory victory and realize I matter.
- I get really mad at the snow.
- I play around in the snow.
- I don't go to Blaund's birthday party.
- People are too contained and too loose.
- I hate it when people yell.
- When I was a young ... not warthog. I reminisce about the lovely times when I was a little kid running free.
- I get all depressed-like.
- I feel sort of awkward.
- I take off ...
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