Now This Is A Story All About How...

Because nothing really eventful has happened (considering this blog is about my Senior Year, which hasn't started yet), let me give you the downlow really quick.

In Bullet Form! :D

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• Yesterday I drove down one of the scariest roads in Virginia and didn't die (ONE LANE OMG)
• My Summer Reading is finally starting to get interesting. Owen Meany picks up after about page 100 something. I won't spoil it for y'all.
• I thought that Moonlight had fallen off the face of the earth
• I got my hair cut again
• I finally deposited my paycheck
• I'm getting my Senior Pictures taken tomorrow
• I'm going roller skating with my other best friend Zukii (woo more codenames!)
• I had nightmares two nights in a row
• I won a Discus Award

~This Is A Story~

Since nothing eventful has happened in awhile (other than Owen Meany not being interesting so far), here's a story I wrote a couple weeks ago. Its quite dramatic and critique would be appreciated.

The Bridge Between



I was in that place that everyone gets to while being stuck in traffic for a long time. I was neither awake nor asleep and my head rested against the window as my half open eyes dimly registered the gray of the glove compartment in front of me.

"Hey, look at that! What a picture. Isn't it beautiful?"

I opened my eyes and looked out the window. We were on a bridge, and blue, sparkling, crystalline water flowed hundreds of feet beneath it. It was beautiful.

I felt my heartbeat speed up.

This Chick Here: Things That Make Me Mad

So, I definitely wasn't planning to write this today, but current events deemed it necessary.

Things that make me angry.

Not just "oh yeah that's annoying" type angry but  "c'mere so I can rip your throat out" type angry.

Number One.
Being scared into waking up.

Today's Shattered Star: Maturity

So I've decided to write about something that always bothers me.

And I'll call this section "Today's Shattered Star"!
See there's the technicolor. :)

Anyway, Maturity.

Has anyone ever considered that we need time to be immature before we can be mature? I can't even remember a time in my life when I wasn't told to "be a big girl" or "grow up" or "behave like a young lady". Its such a double standard! We're treated like children, yet expected to act like adults. It doesn't make any sense, its a conflicting message. If people want us to act mature, they have to treat us like we are.

Now, I'm not saying that I suddenly want to grow up and become an adult.
Absolutely not!

I'm just saying that we need a chance to enjoy our immaturity before its too late. And adults should be very clear in what they expect from us, because vague doesn't cut it.

Don't you agree?

On another note: I just realized I have to do Summer Reading!

~Shattered Star