I heard that some things I have known back in high school have come to a close, and it seems likely that people move on with their lives. I am telling you: they grew up so fast, they just left me behind. I know some people are into superheroes, sci-fi, and fantasy while others are into long-term current issues we have been shoved down our throats the past five decades since the counterculture revolution. Some have families now and others are indifferent but changed maturely from scratch. Stats have changed surprisingly for relevant reasons. From the time I have entered the Internet with real accounts, I was nothing but a late technological bloomer at 17 as a rising high school senior. When I am 22 and as a college student, I had the goodbyes to beloved parts I knew and cherished a few years earlier. The YA trend in movies came to a close with The Death Cure and I know all of the terrible infamousity I had in mind ends shortly afterward. Man! It was a long 12 years and two weeks of a horrible and painful, cringeworthy endurance to survive from start of something new to finally freed. I mean we, the high school class of 2014 went from East Wildcat tweeny preps to junior high Twihards to high school blood cat demons to college dominatrixes. Thank goodness, it is almost my turn now to shine as soon as we get out of college! I have a better story to tell. Something worth more than no actual plotline...
On the end note, there are more adventures to come, and I am so excited for the meetups of my own once when I had enough money to keep my own group maintained from falling. In other meetings, I would join on occasion since time was pretty much hasty for me. With discovering the nations on hold, I could take my time learning more about other countries via travel shows from the public station to get a bit of my writer research for locations. I am becoming more mature than I did from the establishment of this website, and still growing... one day I will visit the Emerald City Comic Con for my own panel. Lots of plans are still going on in my life, and I am trying to have more experiences as often as possible, but my parents won't let me. We will never know when will time tell itself... it depends on my determination.
From what I was trying to recognize is that new beginnings are starting to arise within the new year, and I am starting to realize this. Surrounded by so many losses, we do remember Daniel McCandless (I don't remember his last name properly - but one of the first to be added to the tributes section for the calendar year), Zellie (my dog), Billy Graham, the 17 victims of Douglasmen High including Aaron Fries, and more. That morning on Pi Day, we lost Stephen Hawkings. What I read from one of the blogs I subscribed to, the narrator said that she lost a high school friend and someone else in the month of February. Life changes... things have switched. This is just nothing but a long-term tragic start, and I'm having like 17 days of silence after the last words in the past year (sorry, it is two months and a day late to be honest): "Skye" and "Laura". Those were the names of the girls I newly kept that in mind, and I seriously missed out on creating and slaying resolutions in the month of January alone due to so much capable ignorance. Minor things were added to my life: disciplining myself financially and eating more nuts. What subtracted from my entire daily routine in January was a relationship with an animal in real life. The next morning, I missed The Broke and The Bookish so very much, they were such a good blog to me and I have learned the growing list of books that has to be read. It was too long for me to deal with, so that is why I liked the cover designs and everything. It has been five years since I first visited the website.
Before I go, I just started the year of peace after Easter. Man, it is a slow start all without some state of the union to begin with and there is more busyness of homework to do. Finally, after Good Friday, I officially counted down the days until Simone's graduation once again. Never lose track of time again! How did I do that? I figured out plans from May 6 and onward. I now accomplished 3 note-taking days and I still need 23 left to go besides Hope and Who Needs God Anyway?: the antipenultimate and penultimate messages to MAHA before Simone graduates. I have to make sure to do whatever else I can all throughout the rest of this school year, so... no rush, folks. I will be back after June 18.
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