Malcontent Through Osmosis

I am now entering my final hours before I begin my senior year. Gosh, I sure am terrified. I still have two books left, a chapter of gov, and all of my AP French work...
Not to mention that it's an absolutely gorgeous day, but I can't enjoy anything under this stress.
The Pros and Cons of Tomorrow:
Pro: I get to see people I haven't seen in forever!
Con: I have to see people I haven't seen in forever
Pro: My modcloth package should be here when I get home tomorrow
Con: I have marching band when I get home tomorrow
Pro: We have stadium lights
Con: We still have marching band tomorrow
Pro: it's almost my 17th birthday
Con: it's on a Monday
Pro: we're seniors and spirit week is in september!
Con: SATs are coming up
Pro: no. there are no pros for standardized testing. con con con con con

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HEY SO IM TRYING TO START THIS NEW TREND WHERE EVERYONE HAS TO TYPE IN CAPS LOCK CONSTANTLY. THIS PERIOD IN TIME WILL BE CALLED "THE ERA OF SHOUTING." ALL MUSIC, ART, LITERATURE, ETC WRITTEN DURING THIS TIME WILL BE CATEGORIZED UNDER THIS NAME. IF YOU THINK ABOUT IT, IT MAKES SENSE. CAPITAL LETTERS MAKE EVERYTHING SEEM MUCH MORE URGENT, AND WE SORT OF LIVE IN A PERIOD OF URGENCY. I THINK. I DON'T KNOW.

SORRY IF THIS LOOKS LOUD.

Things True Friends Do

You know how mothers always say that their biggest accomplishment is having a baby? Well I sorta feel that way, but with my friends. I like to consider myself a pretty sociable person, which leads me to have a wide variety of friends, and for them, I am forever grateful.
Someone told me it was National Best Friends Day today. While I don't think this is true, it's no excuse not to tell our friends how much we appreciate them. So what do true friends do?
In case you haven't noticed, lists are my preferred method of blogging. Woooo go me.

*clears throat*

1) Write terrible haikus, joke about submitting them to your school's literary magazine, but secretly really want to do it.
"Defenestration

The victims are as follows

Russian journalists"

2) Look people up on white pages and then go to their houses. I have to say that I'm guilty of this with a couple friends. It's not that we're that creepy, there's really only so much you can do at this age.

3) Nickname everyone you've ever seen. We have a name for everyone. Yes, even you.

4) Be there through tears. Are you a teenage girl? You will suffer through that moment in your life where all you can do is cry. This is where your friends come in.

5) Buy your other friend a goldfish for her birthday, name it after a senior boy, keep it in your locker, and then watch it die three days later. Needless to say, I'm not friends with this person anymore.

RIP Pooh Bear. Xoxo.

Other honorable mentions

6) Plan out your future. For example, I'm going to live in Chadds Ford, send my kids (Brynley and Penn) on missions trips, make Brynley take dance lessons, but never let her find out about lacrosse.

7) Pretend our lives are so much more fabulous than they really are. I'm best friends with Serena van der Woodsen. She's our school's "it" girl, but it's awkward for her because she has no one to sit with at lunch.

8) Fawn over videos of cute animals. A baby bear stuck in cabbage at the grocery store? Who needs math homework?

9) Have a correspondence with someone staying in the same hotel as you. Yup, we left notes for some people down the hall. And they wrote back.

10) Eat ice cream.

-----xoxo,

                D.

Hello, Summer.

Oh! So now I remember why I don't like summer! This calls for a list:
1) Mosquito bites. Dude, it's my blood; get your own. If you want blood so badly, next time think twice about being a mosquito.
2) The heat. Hooray for northeastern and mid-Atlantic summers. Not only is it not enough to be 90+ degrees all the time, the weather gods just NEED to torture us with extreme humidity. Oh, and it doesn't help to live in an area so fertile that there are plants everywhere. Dumb plants, stop torturing us with your humidity.
3) The sun. Seriously, you walk outside for like 5 minutes and risk getting skin cancer.
4) Lack of tv choices. New shows and new seasons don't start until fall. Need I say more?
5) Summer work. Summer was more enjoyable back in middle school when the most you had to do was read three books. Personally, I enjoy the social aspect of school. Summer is school without the social aspect. And bugs and heat and sun and lack of tv choices.

Things that Worry Me

1) There are more cellphones than toilets. Sure, the first thing you think is that each person needs an individual cell phone, while not everyone needs their own toilet. But, let's think this through. How many public restrooms are there? In schools? Malls? How many young kids are there? There are so many people in developing countries that go pee in their backyards while utilizing their iPhones. Talk about priorities.

2) Miley Cyrus' new music video. For the record, I know nothing about the commercial endeavors of Miley Cyrus; never would I have stumbled across this had I not met up with a few friends. But omg WHAT THE POOP WAS THAT. Like I guess I just don't understand this new youth culture. I'm so old.

3) Every four seconds, a child dies from hunger, yet there are people like this.

4) I lack the ability to whistle. There, I said it.

5) People that don't realize they're being hypocritical. Okay so the most recent example of this was a car ride with my mom's friend. While my sister and I were holding onto our dear lives in the backseat, she decided to go on a lovely spiel about how many bad drivers are out on the road.

"Y'know girls, you better watch out for these crazy people. They shouldn't even have their licenses. These types are everywhere!"

Oh, believe me, we know.

Don't Tell Your Secrets to Anyone

I really like people. Not individuals, though. I mean, yes, I do like individuals, but what I'm trying to say is that I like humans in general. Okay, so I already told you guys about my shoe thing. Well, the other day, I was reading an article about how a bear was spotted on Princeton's campus. The author then proceeded to tell me what to do in case I encounter a random bear. One of the tips was to avoid eye-contact, which makes sense: I, too, like to avoid threatening 450-pound black bears. Anyway, so it really got me thinking. Eye-contact is truly such a curious thing. The other day, I went out for a walk, and I saw my neighbor's dog up ahead. It was just staring at me with its tiny, little eyes. So to avoid the barking madness that I knew was about to come up, I just refrained from looking at it in the eyes. Problem solved!

But, my friends, humans are not dogs.

Eye contact, in my opinion, is one of the strongest forms of non-verbal communication. Your average, everyday person will maintain eye contact with you while engaged in a conversation. However, if you know me at all, I am often not surrounded by normal people. Sometimes, people look too hard into my eyes. It feels as though they're trying to scan me for my deepest, darkest secrets (luckily for me, I don't think I have any.) And then we have the polar opposite; people who will not look into eyes. Like seriously, is there something wrong with me? We're having a pretty good conversation, why are you sitting like that? Do I intimidate you? Are you so madly in love with me that you can't look me in the eyes? Or does the dark chocolate-y nature of my iris scare you? (If it does, I don't care much for chocolate, either.) Gah, just when you think you're starting to understand people....

This Post Has No Purpose

So, many (none) of you may have noticed that I haven't posted in quite sometime. Well, it's not that I've been lazy or anything (gasp!) I actually started this blog to give me something to do over the summer, but alas, I have actually been quite occupied. I mean, I was "busy" throughout finals week, but that's a different type of busy. That's like, "Hey, I should be doing school work right.... Oh look a computer!" You know, just classic teenage procrastination. Now that I have nothing to avoid, the Internet just isn't as tempting.