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Wednesday, August 28, 2013

The Obligatory Back-to-School Post

Here it is, the end of August, and here is me, posting the obligatory, look-at-me-I'm-back-at-school post. One week late, because that's how I roll.

Last year, school and I did not have a good relationship. My relationship with school was less a relationship and more of an acquaintanceship—you know, the ones where you barely know someone and you should like them because other people do but you Just Don't. You spend time with them and make an attempt at enjoying their company, because you can't seem to avoid them and they force themselves on you, but you know that it's futile and you don't know why you even try.

So that was my school year last year. It was not fun. For more reasons than one. I don't like to dwell on it.

But this year will be different. It'll be so different that it will blow your socks off. This year I have Lists and Schedules and Charts. I have Time Management Systems and Disciplinary Strategies and all sorts of documents and pieces of paper that will help me get things done. This year I will have everything Done on Time and I will Make an Effort to Learn on My Own. I will have projects and productive free-time learning and there will never be a dull moment.

I see no possible way that any of this could go wrong, whatsoever.

Happy studying, self.

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Pilot

I've always kind of enjoyed the idea of having a blog. Somewhere to write down your thoughts and feelings and experiences of the day or week or month or however often you happen to post. It's kind of like that private journal that I tried to keep in third grade. Except online. And not private. But that kind of general idea.

It's a place to share, as well. Ideas or photos or writing--a lot of writing--that I think people might enjoy. Or that I just want to annoy them with until they go check it out. Which is also a distinct possibility.

I still have that third grade journal. It's completely full now, of scraps of writing and bits of stories and things, and a whole lot of a really horrible story that I was sure I was going to write and publish and would become America's Next Top Novel. It's not quite the way I intended it to be when I started, but I kind of like it better. Which just goes to show that things might not always go the way they're supposed to, and yet still turn out better than we expected.