See, what did I tell you? 365 posts over the course of a year is so much better than forcing myself to do a post a day since I’ve already messed up. Go me. Besides, I’m going to be a college student soon so I doubt this will be the only time that the whole missing a day thing happens.


And if it makes things any better, I’ve probably done around 5,000 words worth of writing this weekend, so I am writing. Somewhere. Just not on this blog.


Next week is going to be so freaking crazy. Monday and Tuesday I have plans to do stuff with friends. Wednesday I have  to go back to the oral surgeon so he can see how my lovely sewn up mouth is doing. Then we’re getting my friend’s dog who I’m going to be dog-sitting for three weeks. That means three dachshunds for three weeks. That should be good for a few blog posts. Plus, I figure I should write up a wisdom teeth report at some point. Anyways, back to my crazy week. Thursday I’m going to see Neon Trees perform, and then as soon as that’s over I’m hightailing it over to wait in line outside a theater for the Deathly Hallows midnight premier. Not only is it a midnight premier, but it’s a double feature, meaning they’re playing Part 1 and Part 2. Part 1 is the movie starting at midnight, so after going to the concert I’m in for 4.5 hours worth of Harry Potter starting at midnight. I am going to be so dead when it’s over, but… What better way is there to say goodbye *sniffs* to Harry?


Day One

I’m watching Julie & Julia and it’s really making me think about this blog. I want to bring it back. I know I can write I’ve just been struggling lately with what to write. I need some sort of goal or assignment. How else is it that I manage to write so much during NaBloPoMo and yet so little during the rest of the year? I has things to write about then. When I was doing The College Chronicles I was able to write a ton because I knew what I was writing about.

So I’m going to try something that might be a little crazy. I’m going to try to blog 365 posts in a year. Not necessarily a post per day because god knows that I’m going to screw that up within a week.

What I blog about will undoubtedly change a lot. There may be babble. There will be babble. I’m babbling already. Isn’t that the point of a blog? You can air your grievances to the whole world, but it’s a world you don’t know. Except for that obnoxious friend who feels the need to make equally obnoxious comments on your blog. Yes, I’m talking to you.

And, most importantly, I’ve just had my wisdom teeth out and I’m bored and slightly not all here right now so… 365 posts seems like a good idea.

Meaningless Babble #1

I guess I have to blame my latest blogging absence on a certain new… writing activity of mine. I’ve progressed from my crazy return to writing fan fiction to something else. I’m not going to name it because I feel incredibly nerdy for even being a part of it, but I adore it and regret nothing.

And… I actually have a tumblr account now. I don’t post on it hardly ever. Which is sort of like how I am with this blog, haha. Okay, but I have been good with posting on here at least, and I doubt I ever will be on tumblr. It’s so different and… I don’t know if I even really consider it to be much of a blogging platform. The focus there isn’t on the words, or at least not on the meaning of them. It’s good for funny things of not much substance. I’m way too fond of WordPress to ever give it up.

And We’re Back (Maybe)…

Yeah, another absence. But I’m here now, and that should be what matters. I’m going to try to get back into blogging, really. I’m going to have plenty to blog about soon, and I still have plenty to catch up on.


Since I last blogged, I’ve found my school. I’ve graduated, and I’m so ready to get started with my new life. I’m not going to name the school because… I don’t want to and I shouldn’t have to. Maybe I’ve said all this in my last post. I really don’t remember what I wrote about in there at all. Anyways, it’s in the Pacific Northwest. I’ll probably end up getting more specific than that once I’m there, or once I get closer to leaving California, but for now that’s it. Yep.

6 More Mondays

Yep, I have six more Mondays left of high school. The next few weeks are going to kill me though. I have two essays, and some project revisions due next Thursday, a presentation on May 4th, and then May 5th is the AP English test! And then hopefully I will get to breathe again.

So all the posts about all those schools might not happen. Why dwell on the past? Once the crazy weeks are over, I really am going to make myself get back into the blogging flow. I’m so bad about disappearing for weeks, and then posting frequently for a bit, then disappearing again. This will not happen again once I officially come back to Blog Land until late August when I’m moving to college!

Okay, I’m out of words.

My State Doesn’t Want Me

The college admissions process is harder than ever and bla bla bla. I’ve heard it over and over again, but it’s hard to actually believe it until it actually happens to you. I had my schools I applied to that I was predicting from the start that I wouldn’t get into. But, what did I have to lose? Even if I didn’t end up going there, it would still be nice to say I got in.

I knew from the beginning that it was highly unlikely that I would get into UCLA. And… I didn’t. What I wasn’t counting on was having the same luck with 2 out of 3 of the other UCs that I applied to. Davis rejected me because I am not a cow.

And here’s hint #1 as to where I’m going next year. I did not get into UC Irvine. Another one of my friends who applied there also did not get in.

I wasn’t absolutely devastated by it. I didn’t sob my eyes out. It wasn’t that difficult of news, since by the time I got my letter I already had a strong feeling where I was going to go. I decided to wait for the last of the schools to get back to me, just to be polite, and to know all my options, but my mind was made up around late February.

Tomorrow: I have a ¼ success rate with my state!


It’s Decided

I made up my mind, and I didn’t take until just days before my decision was due! I know where I’m going to college, and I’ve turned in my enrollment confirmation and deposit. As of writing time (April 1st, but this is not an April Fool’s Day joke) I’m going to start my housing application in a few minutes.

I’m not going to post the name of the college I’m going to (Andrea- This means you too) but I will eventually say the name of the city. Not that that gives much away, since there’s at least 4 colleges in that city. It’s not like the world will end if I name it, as far as I know, it’s just a matter of personal preference.

Want to know what city it’s in?

Well, you’ll just have to wait and see! I’m posting about all the other school’s first. BWAHAHAHA!


What to do, What to do

The College Chronicles posts have been sort of missing in action lately, in case you haven’t noticed. All the posts have, really. I guess I am in a bit of a blogging slump. I’m having no trouble writing right now, I’m just not channeling it into a blog post. And I need to.

Anyways, another reason the TCC posts haven’t been appearing is because I’m debating my scheduling. In a month, or just over, I’ll officially know where I am going to be next year. And right now it just doesn’t seem quite right to put up posts about all these different campuses. I probably should now, when I’m less biased, but I really just can’t bring myself to write them yet. I’m thinking I’ll wait until I’ve made my decision so that I can make an official post about where I’m going, and where I’m not going, and then a flow of other college related posts? Sound cool?

No matter what, I need to start blogging again more regularly. Whatever, whenever. Next week will probably be better timing for me, so maybe I’ll get a few scheduled posts ready. Prepare yourself for utter fluff.


Valentine’s Day 2011

So, I suppose it’s time that I finally address this. Andrea will undoubtedly freak out over this post, read too much into it, and harass me on Facebook in 50 messages all in upper case letters.

There were no tomato plants involved in this year’s V Day. There were also no males.

BBF and I split on Friday. It was mutual, and we’re just friends now. There were no tears, fights, or screaming. He showed up at my house, gave me a wand for Christmas (Yeah, it was the first time I’ve seen him since December), we talked on the porch, and then he left.

Really, I’m grateful it happened this way. He saved me from having to break up with him. It just wasn’t going to work out. This summer was great, but he has his life now and I have mine. I’m leaving next year for who knows where. We see each other for a day every other month or so now. I like spending time with him, and I’m always happy that day, but afterwards I don’t feel like I need to see him. I’m perfectly fine on my own. There was no way we were going to do long distance next year. Our relationship was already long distance enough, and the actual thing is not something I’m interested in.

I’m really looking forward to college boys.

1000 Applications or How I Applied to Every College in Existence

I applied to way too many schools, and I’m not afraid to admit it. 13 schools no longer seems like a good idea to me. You don’t need that many options, and I’m getting kind of nervous thinking about how I’m going to decide now. There’s going to be a very large chart involved, and a points system. Thank you, Econ, for giving me ideas on decision making.

Two girls in my English class applied to 14 and 15 schools. Best Friend applied to maybe 3? I’m not entirely sure. She found out soon enough from her first choice that she didn’t end up applying to as many schools as she had considered. She knew exactly where she wanted to go, and she got in in November. I’m a little jealous. On one hand, I wish she had looked around a bit more, and had ventured out of her comfort zone (her school is about 15 minutes from our houses) but I’m also jealous that she doesn’t have to sit around and wait like I do. She also doesn’t have to make as big of a decision. Have I mentioned that I’m really not looking forward to choosing?

To all those people who knew where they were going as soon as they got into their first choice, I hate you.

I thought I was sure where I wanted to go, but now that I have all these options… I’ll feel bad if I don’t even consider other options, and some of them are pretty good. But then if I start thinking about them it just gets more complicated. Arg.