Bad Day

Wish I had more to say than... Nothing... So here. Take a sad picture. Pictures say it better.

I wish I had more to say about this day I had that was good.

But I don't.

Hope your day was as wonderful as mine happened to be.

If your day wasn't very happy there's alway tomorrow. Or yesterday. But maybe yesterday wasn't very good either... I'm sorry.

Either way, I hope this picture of a bright, bubblegum colored skirt that I want helps.

Also, I enjoy leaving funny random phone messages on people's phones during my lunch break. If you want to be part of that random group of people that gets random messages, just comment. Or text me. Or something.(:

Stay pretty...

All my love,

Addy*

P.S. Avery: I posted today in hopes that my posting would make your day happier

Odd Things Called High School

High school is very odd.
Sometimes I feel very, very sad and I come home and I cry for a while and I just want someone to listen to me cry for a few moments because that usually makes everything better.

And other times I feel happy. Like everyone is completely crazy and I can handle this and there is a cute boy with messy blonde hair who likes to wear pale-ish yellow which is a little funny but also very cute.

And then I feel kind of sad that I don't know who he is.

And then I remember that boy that I love who doesn't go to my school who girls probably love very much because he happens to be very wonderful.

And occasionally I laugh very hard and think, oh good heavens. It's time to move forward with my life.

And sometimes I feel very tired, which is funny cause usually school doesn't exhaust me for at least the first month and this year I couldn't even wake up after the first day and I am already doing that thing where I get up twenty minutes before I need to be at my ride and then I feel very proud of how pretty much good I ended up looking that day nonetheless.

And then sometimes I start to feel completely sick about everything because everything reminds me of things I am missing terribly. I hear Katie's voice behind me. And she's not actually there. I see Wilson across the parking lot, but, of course, he isn't there. I see shoes that Talon wears and the jocks with their jock socks remind me of my boys and I just want to curl up in a little ball and cry forever.

I am learning to dance alone and it makes me a little less afraid. I am learning that I am able to be happy even when I am sad, which isn't easy, but very important, you know.

Because when I do that.... "In that moment, I swear, we were infinite."

Heaven help me. I'm writing run on sentences.

I'm very worried about a lot of things right now like the fact that I am starting my sophomore year on Wednesday (that's the day after tomorrow) at a new school where I know no one except for like a hundred people which is actually a lot but I don't want to go to this school anyway, I want to go to the other high school where my really closest friends are going like Katie and all my favorite people like Avery and Parker and them and I don't want to go to my own football games cause I've never gone to them before and I've been going to the other high school games with people I love for years and, oh my goodness, summer is legitimently over and I'm terribly depressed about this fact and I like someone maybe except I kind of don't really know what to think and I don't know what he thinks and Sarah has to go to back to Oregon eventually and I don't want her to go and I'm finally fifteen which is super exciting but it isn't sixteen and I have to go get a driving permit which is super scary and I can't drive and I want to just accept everything and let it all be but it isn't accepting and it isn't being and I'm very very stressed and very very scared and HOLY CRAP WHEN DID IT BECOME FREAKING SIX-O-CLOCK?!

In case you were curious...

In case you were curious, school starts on Wednesday.

And in case you were curious about my opinion on that, I'll tell you:

I'm pissed.

In a related story, I have a huge crush on a boy.

But shhh. That's a secret.

Here: take a list of things I am thinking about (a.k.a. Mad About).

1-School. Don't even ask. I'm far from happy about it.

2-Not getting to go to school with "A Boy."

3-Not getting to go to school with Katie.

4-Not getting to go to school with Avery.

5-Aliens have yet to attack.

(In case you didn't notice, all of these are related to school. Disregarding aliens, of course.)

Here: take another list. But this is of stuff that I am glad about.

1-Today I bought jeggings.

2-Today is good.

3-Today my mom liked my jeggings.

4-The word jeggings is, like, an actual word.

5-Tonight will be fun.

6-My hair cooperated today.

7-MLIA is a fabulous website.

8-Yayy! I am happier about more things than I am mad about!

Here: take a six-word memoir I wrote:

"Is this legal?'

"No."

"Even better."

Here: take my opinion on something you don't care about:

Techno music. I love it, I believe.

This is Addy saying,

"Stay pretty."

Over and out.