9. Untimely Demises

WARNING: This post is about Suicide and how it has affected myself and the people around me. I am not suicidal, but if you or someone you know is or may be at risk, here’s the hotline for the US. Judgement free, confidential, and available 24/7. 1-800-273-8255. What do we say to the God of Death? Not today. – Syrio Forel I didn’t want to name this post “suicide” or anything. I don’t want people to think I’m looking for attention, so I want to start off by first making sure you guys know I’m not suicidal, and I’ve never been … Continue reading 9. Untimely Demises

8. School Relationships, Am I Right?

Look at them; completely oblivious to the reality of relationships. I wish I could join them in bliss. – Anonymous There’re all kinds of relationships, and I’ll probably touch base on them several times in later posts. For now, we’re gonna talk about looooove. Not really, this one’s about my relationships in high school. 4 unrelated specimens, and one familial specimen. I’ve loved few people, few have loved me. Some have loved me, and I have not loved them. Some I once loved, and no longer do. Others I love or once loved, and they did not or no longer … Continue reading 8. School Relationships, Am I Right?

7. Teachers

I went to preschool, and I remember a few things, like going on a field trip to a farm, and forgetting my swimsuit when we had a pool party at school. I also refused to take naps but somehow ended up waking up. In kindergarten, my teacher’s name was Mrs. Hayhurst. Her hair was blond, and I loved her. I remember going to show and tell and I don’t remember what I brought, but some other kid brought in a rattlesnake rattle and it was one of the coolest things I had ever seen. We took pictures of our garden … Continue reading 7. Teachers

6. My Hair

Do you want people to think you’re a boy? Or that you’re gay or something? Because cutting your hair and dressing like that gives them that impression. They give you all this shit, and I’m tired of it. You’re doing this to yourself. – Max This is it; I’m writing a blog post about my hair. I used to have very blonde hair with dark roots, but then I made the decision to cut it off. With scissors. When I was 8. Let me explain. I’ve always been more of a tomboy, and I always wanted short, spiky hair like … Continue reading 6. My Hair

5. My Life Injuries (Physical)

Okay, I was bored, and wanted to chat about my scars for the sake of it. My cousin and I were talking about it earlier today. He’ll be named Chris. He broke his wrist from falling down a steep hill when we were younger. Thankfully, I’ve never broken any bones, but I’ve been very close to it, I think. My most painful one would have to be when I was swinging on my bed canopy. It was one of those metal ones that you hang frilly curtains from. I was somewhere around 6-7 years old at the time. My friend … Continue reading 5. My Life Injuries (Physical)