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And it really sucks.
It’s not that I hate concert themselves because I think that they are absolutely awesome. Loud music, live action, a fun event. I mean, what’s not to like, really? Personally, I haven’t been to many concerts in my life (mostly due to my location) but for the ones I have, I stay for maybe two songs then leave. Why, you may ask? All my life, I have had really sensitive ears. When I was little I couldn’t even attend fireworks. (If you’ve seen my last post, you know now that I have gotten over that.)
Earplugs just don’t cut it. I just can’t go to concerts. Now, I’m not sure if it’s just music I don’t care for or what, but it really sucks hating concerts. My ears burn, I get a migraine, and my body tenses up. I feel really stressed and have anxiety attacks. It’s just too loud for me.
Now, the weird part is, I can listen to music with headphones for hours per day on full blast. Isn’t that odd? So how come concerts make me have full on panic attacks?
I want to get over this because I think concerts would be a lot of fun. Maybe one day my eardrums will adapt to these situations. Until then, I guess I shall just blare my music on my iPod.
This is very late because the fireworks were in June. But I remembered that last year I made a post about them, and how can you not? Fireworks are awesome, they’re definitely worth posting about. This year, it was raining the day of and many thought they’d have to postpone it. Luckily, the rain stopped just hours before, but they had to make it at nine instead of ten. Therefore it was still pretty light outside which took away the dramatic effect, but the fireworks were still awesome nonetheless. Yes, they still had cool shapes this year, like smiley faces and hearts. And yes, the ending was actually better than the other years. It sounded like a million gunshots going off at once for at least a minute, it was pretty intense. The people made me think of myself as a young child, covering my ears to protect them from the loud noise. Hey, it was pretty loud.
Then a couple of days later, we went back downtown to go to the carnival. I actually forced myself to go on a big ride (after hours of debating). It was very fun. Fun rides, good company, nice scenery, and tasty food (and the best cherry lemonade you’ll ever have).
Summer is really fun so far! My boyfriend and I are extremely excited to go to Florida in August. Maybe some of you know why. 😉
I hope you’re all having a great summer so far! Stay safe and have fun! xx
Even just reading this blog’s title makes me feel happy inside. This is the moment I’ve been counting down the days until (literally) ever since I was fifteen with my friends. Seriously. We were like twenty year olds being forced into high school. We didn’t belong. We felt so different, felt more mature than everyone else, like we were all just ready to move on to the next chapter of our lives. Well, we made it, ladies!
My first year of high school, I absolutely loved it. Like, abnormally loved it. Everyone thought I was so weird. So did I, considering I hated school. But grade nine was different. Then hits grade ten, and my personality did like a total shift within two weeks and suddenly, bam, new person, more mature, and just ready to leave. I hated it so much that half the day I was schooled from home (online courses) and I loved that. It made me feel like I was in college, being able to leave during the day and making my own hours. It rocked. That was in grade eleven. Come grade twelve, I felt like I already left high school years ago. I think if I was to suffer with all those teens during school for six hours a day, I would’ve probably formed a flash mob at the graduation from being so happy. But it was just kinda like, “Meh. Mentally I was out of high school when I was fifteen, physically for half days when I was sixteen and seventeen, and now fully out. Yay.” Don’t get me wrong, I am so happy. NO MORE HIGH SCHOOL. FOREVER. It feels like just yesterday I went up to my friend Jimela (by the way, you never let did “Meh meh meh Neptune” like promised Jimela!) and we would just pretty much cry to each other, “Only eight hundred and thirty two days to go!” It’s kinda almost surreal that it’s actually done. I’m very happy writing this right now.
Another plus side is, no more waking up really early for high school anymore! You guys have no idea how many times I did this in the morning, face and all:
Also, I feel like I looked better for grad than I did for prom. Make up or what, I don’t know. What do you think?
Well loves, it’s time for me to go beddy-bye. But thanks for taking the time to read. Now I have blue skies ahead of me. Summertime is going to absolutely rock and so is next year! No high school! 😀 I shall miss my friends dearly but with today’s technology, I think we will be just fine. Also, I just gotta ask: how far are you in your education?
See you guys later! Love you!
If you’re on the internet daily then odds are you have some blogs that are your absolute favourites. Here are a few bloggers that make me smile.
Sadly, Zoella doesn’t blog as much as she used to. Because now she’s on YouTube full time! At least this way we can see more of her beautiful face. Zoe Sugg—known famously as Zoella—is a British beauty and lifestyle blogger. She’s a fashionista and a beauty queen. Everything from her laugh, to her accent, to her eyes, to her smile (and mostly her hair) is just stunning. I could read her blogs all day! She’s got great advice, and keeps quite a stylish blog. Please post more often, Zoella!
Yes, you read that right. A lot of people think Chantelle’s blog is “Fat Muslim”, but it’s “Fat Mum Slim.” Just take a second glance. Now I think a lot of families and mothers read her blog, but it’s not all family oriented. She’s got a lot of great advice regarding writing and blogging. She makes lists of things to blog about, recipes, blogging tips, and more. She’s one cool Australian lady!
Lisi is actually one of my fave authors, and she just so happens to be the one who inspired me to start writing my books. So thanks, Lisi! She’s also gave me lots of writing advice before and even told me that I have a lovely website. She’s so sweet! She’s the author of lots of series such as “The Clique”, “The Alphas”, “Monster High”, “The Pretenders”, and one that not too many people know about considering she’s a young adult writer and this book is erotic, ‘The Dirty Book Club”. And yes, she is the one who invented the real “Monster High” that all of the children love today! Go check out her blog. She’s hilarious, spunky, sassy, sweet, and gives great advice and tips for girls.
Thus far I’m mainly a writer rather than a reader, this is why there is only three ladies on this list. However when I become passionate about more blogs, I shall let you guys know who to check out next! See you later! xoxo
All over YouTube and blogs I see girls doing a video, showcasing the items that they carry in their bags and totes. I thought it’d be fun to jump on the bandwagon and create my own bag tag video. This is for spring 2015. Here is what I carry in my bag at all times:
It feels so weird having to write one of these again. As my readers know, my hamster Hammie passed away on Friday the 13th in February due to illness. Jasper, my skinny pig that I got a week later, had to go to the vets two weeks after I got him because he had a head tilt. The vets were highly uneducated in small animals (I didn’t know at the time there was a small vet animal hospital in my city) so they weren’t able to tell what was wrong with him. They gave him medicine and the tilt seemed to go away. But I stayed the night away from home a few days ago, only to come home and find Jasper dead in his cage. I read online that an unhealthy skinny pig’s rips, spine, and hind legs are visible and Jasper’s were completely visible but it was on Wikipedia and I figured you can’t believe everything you read on the internet. I took a picture and was going to upload to a vet website and see what was the matter, but by the time I had time to do so, it was too late. I had a slight suspicion that maybe Jasper had something wrong with him but he was eating [a lot] just fine so I figured he was okay, and he seemed happy and was of course adorable. When I went to the pet store the day he died to get a new one, they told me that he was probably sick from the day I got him. I just didn’t know anything about skinny pigs so was unable to tell the difference between a healthy one, and unhealthy one. But when I first found Jasper dead, I went into shock, my whole body tensed up and I felt unbelievably sore for the rest of the day. I didn’t know what could’ve happened. I felt terrible. I was going to come home that night too but stayed late at Jacob’s to finish our animation. Of course I know it wasn’t my fault but I feel a bit guilty at times. And guess what? Jasper passed on Friday the 13th of March. Both pets died on Friday the 13th. My new skinny pig, named Pinkie, will be with me at all times on the next Friday the 13th which is in November of this year. That day won’t mess with my pets again.
Even though I only had Jasper for three weeks, and I thought I’d have him for at least five years, I became attached to him quick. I wrote blogs about him, essays even, and talked about him non-stop and thought about him constantly. I got a locket that says “I Love You” and I will be putting Jasper and Hammie’s pictures inside.
I miss him already and he will remain in my memories and heart forever. R.I.P Jasper ❤
Here’s my new skinny pig named Pinkie:
He likes to nibble at pretty much anything, including noses, lips, eyelashes, and anything with fabric or zippers.
See you soon,