Enchanted

Your eyes whisper "Have we met?", across the room your silhouette, starts to make its way towards me. The playful conversation starts, counter all your quick remarks, like passing notes in secrecy. And it was enchanting to meet you. All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you... 

     ~~~ 

      Have you ever known someone...yet not really known them? A person who you could say you're close to, but in reality, you know nothing about them except for what sits on the surface. Somebody who you want terribly to know better. I know someone like this. And I had the amazing chance recently to see past the surface. To actually have a glimpse of the wonderful person awaiting underneath that surface. And it truly was enchanting...

Middle School

...is a place that I never want to go back to. Ever. Ever!
I mean, I used to think that I would like to. Even before this year, I wished I could go back to 7th grade. But I've grown up a lot this year, realized a lot, and realized that Middle School was some of the worst time of my life. Don't get me wrong, I had a lot of good times in Middle School too. I became good friends with two people who have remained some of my best friends in the world. I had fun, liked boys, got good grades. It was actually a super good time at first glance.
But at second glance, you would think I was a flame thrower due to all the bridges I burned. And I mean, over what? Over dumb, trivial things. Over drama. Over tiny things that ended up snowballing into huge fights and sudden endings of friendships. And even though I gained two, I also lost two of my very best friends in the world due to Middle School. And I didn't even go to school all three years of it! So that much damage was done in two years.
Would I like to go back?
No thanks.
But sometimes it seems like I am back there. Drama. That one person you can't stand, so you ignore them. Or talk about them behind their back. Or both. Drama.
Now, honestly, I avoid that stuff like the plague because of everything that has happened that drama has caused. But sometimes it just swarms, and you can't avoid it. And then you're caught up in this huge, ugly thing that won't release you.
I miss elementary school.

Snow Stories...

"I told you we should have stayed!" Ariana shouted, half indignant, half panicked.
The elder sister, Jaden, gritted her teeth. "I don't want to hear any I told you so's"
Suddenly, the carriage swerved off the road. The drive managed to get the car back onto the snow packed road. Ariana jerked her head back onto the seat behind her. "Look!" she exclaimed suddenly. "Stables! With a small tavern connected to them. We can stop and feed the horses and perhaps send a messenger to the Stevenson residence. There is no way we can make it back to Brighton now!"
Jaden sighed and nodded in agreement. She leaned her head out the carriage door. "George!" she called to their young driver. "Please try to pull into that stable."
George consented and inched the carriage towards the direction of the settlement. A half hour later, their carriage was finally pulling into the dirt path leading to the tavern. George stopped the carriage and walked around to the door. "Miss Wiggins, Miss Ariana, you will have to get out here at the tavern while I take the horses to the stable."
The sisters noddedf and George helped them out one by one. The girls picked their way through the heavy snow into the tavern, They were instantly mortified. It was full of crooks and hooligans...

~~~

So that is the result of over an hour spent sitting in the car...in a gas station. Almost an hour away from my house. Switch the carriage to a car, the tavern to a Shell station, and get rid of the driver entirely, add in my sister, driving in harsh conditions. I'm no mathlete, but I'd say that makes for a super fun time!
Right?
Wrong.
Where did the snow even come from? I didn't see it coming. We were at some friends' house and looked out the window and everything was covered in snow.
So we started going home. Got about five minutes away. An intersection was blocked. There was no way we were getting through.
So, we were picked up and taken back to the house, where we were forced to spend the night.
I mean...
Where we had a blast spending the night.
;)
Actually, it was quite fun, except for the hour and a half we wasted watching The Last Airbender.
Still, I'm glad to be back home, warm and comfy cozy.
Okay, this post is gonna nose dive now, so I'm going to leave it :)
Enjoy the snow!

Well...

Did you know that I've had five draft posts since I last blogged? Five! That's five posts that I've started and not finished. And this one won't be different because I'm tired and have a lot on my mind and soon I'll start rambling and then it'll go on and on and on and on and then I'll get sick of it because it'll just sound extremely ridiculous and...
See?
But actually, there is something real quick I wanted to post. I was reading another blog online, of a band that I found on Youtube and then I actually found out they were Christians...which, by the way, I love when that happens.
So anywho, the pianist posted something,

"we are gaining ground as we get older. each day is a new breath.

think about it … breathing … hold one in, and let it go.

that was given to you...

there is a song in my ears and a joy in my heart.

not because of anything i have just received.

but simply because i know that i am being held up.

i am breathing.

you are breathing.

get going."

~~

It's so simple. Just taking in a breath, holding it, and letting it go. But over the last few weeks since I read that, I've found myself doing it several times. When I'm stressed, sad, or angry. Just taking in a breath, holding it, and letting it go. Remembering that it's a gift. That this life is a gift that I honestly don't deserve. And realizing that through all the stress, sadness, and anger, I have a purpose to live out, and that all the little things, like a B on a test that I wanted an A on isn't always the most pressing issue.

But gaining ground, taking a new breath, that's important.

2010- In No Particular Order

In 2010, my brother left for Marines boot camp.
In 2010, I got to see Riverdance live (Yeah, yeah, I'm still harping about that).
In 2010, I had many appreciated opportunities to spend with my family.
In 2010, I turned 15.
In 2010, I got to meet Rush of Fools.
In 2010, I listened to hundreds of songs, thousands of times.
In 2010, I cleared the shelves of the library. Several times.
In 2010, I realized what it means to be a true friend.
In 2010, I realized who my true friends were.
In 2010, our house was invaded by stink bugs.
In 2010, I stressed. A lot. About a lot of things.
In 2010, I started my Sophomore year of High School. And stressed some more.
In 2010, I learned how to let go of people...and the memories they hold.
In 2010, I realized there are people and memories that I will never be able to let go of.
In 2010, I made friends.
In 2010, I lost friends.
In 2010, I went to a drive- in movie theater for the first time.
In 2010, I stayed up until 5 in the morning. Probably more than once.
In 2010, I began writing the first story that I'm actually interested in finishing.
In 2010, I decided maybe I don't know what I want to be...when I grow up.
In 2010, I grew up in a lot of ways.
In 2010, I commiserated many times.
In 2010, I laughed till I cried even more.
In 2010, I got my Learner's Permit.
In 2010, I faced a lot of realities. And ran from even more. And ended up facing those too.
In 2010, my brother got married.
In 2010, I remembered how much I hate change.
In 2010, I watched Lost all the way through.
In 2010, I was bored. A lot.
In 2010, life was filled with activity. A lot.
In 2010, I started a blog.

Everyone, including me, said that 2010 went by so fast. Which it did...but in another way, it was a very full year. And even though there were lots of good times, I'm glad to start a new year.
Happy New Year!

Oops.

I missed Christmas! On here, at least. I was super busy in the real world. I think I baked over 300 cookies...
So yeah! Merry Very Late Christmas! Hope yours was super fantastically awesome :)

For Narnia!

Not really. But that's a cool title!
...Not really.
Anywho, I would firstly like to start off in saying... you know my last post? Yeah, that was certainly not me trying to begin a "blog war"....as some people coughcough would like to flatter themselves in thinking. Heheh.
Next...ly, I'm going to write a whole ton of random stuff that's swirling around in my head, just dying to get out.
Numero Uno- I saw Narnia on Thursday night! So good. It was actually the first movie I ever saw at midnight. And the theater wasn't as packed as I wished it were, because if nobody goes to see this movie, they won't make another one. So go see it, kay? I loooooved it. Not as much as Prince Caspian, but it was still good. And it was 3D...which actually, I haven't decided if I liked that or not. But whatevs. It was good.
And we (my sister and I) got to the movie theater like two hours early...and the employees were like, staring us down. So we went to Uno Pizzaria. And I've never been there. So like...this waiter comes up and tells us his name is Ronnie. And then he wrote it on a napkin. But it was more like Roni. You know, like Macaroni? So that was what I called him.
To his face?
Nah.

This post is getting increasingly random!
Okay, number two of random information of the week.
I hate time lines! True story. And this one time line, I just can't bring myself to do it. I know that in the end, I'll get it done (with much stressing)....but I just.can't.bring.myself.to.do.it.
Tres piece of randomocity...
I feel the need to rant here. About two things. One (1)...if a girl is lucky enough to find a guy that has set standards for himself, then she needs to respect that. And cherish it. And be thankful that there's still a hope for the male race. Which brings me to ranting point two (2)....that I dislike the male race. Muchly. Well, maybe only 2 or 3 (or 4 or 5 or 12435743443...) belonging to it, but still. It seems to be a package deal.
Uhhkay. Fourth random fact...
Me gusta mucho Owl City (see how contradictory I am sometimes? I'm all like "I hate boys" and then I'm all like "I love Owl City?" Sheesh.)
Anyways, I'm kind of in love with this blog post here. Like the entirety of it.
Pointlessly random tidbit number five...
I decided last night that I was going to use the word "shan't" in my next blog post. But I forgot till just now. So! I shan't forget about it next time.


Okay. I'm thinkin' that's all for now. I promise I'll try to write a more...intelligent sounding (pshh) post next time! :)

P.S....Christmas is in exactly two weeks :)