A Post To The Stereotypical Teenager

Hi you. Yes, you.That stereotypical teenager slouching in his chair while texting on his phone. Using poor grammar, of course. I would like to talk to you, if possible. I know you have a short attention span and a bad attitude, so I'll try to make this quick. First off, I don't even know if you exist. I don't know anyone exactly like you. A lot of people I know regularly text, several have bad grammar, a few have short attention spans, and even though I don't know any personally with a bad attitude, I'm sure they are out there. I just don't know if anyone has all of them put together anymore. Is the stereotypical teenager simply a thing of the movies now? I sure do hope so.

If you haven't noticed, I'm anything but stereotypical. If anything, I have devoted my life so much to not being stereotypical, I have made my own stereotype. I really dislike stereotypical things. Which means, eventually, I might hate myself for hating myself.

Anyway, back to you. You possibly nonexistent being. I don't like how either you don't look at the future at all, assuming that your decisions now will not effect you when you get older, or you look to the future so much that you totally disconnect with the now.

Wow, I just had a conversation with my imagination. And that wasn't even the worst part of this post. I know Emily will have a hay-day when she comments on this one...

Spinning, and Spinning, and Spinning...

Have you ever tried spinning around? Like, really fast? Fast enough that all the lights around you blur, and even if there are people all around you, you can't see them because they too, are blurs. Fast enough that you are so dizzy you can't even walk a straight line? Fast enough that when you stop you have to move your head in the opposite direction you were spinning, just so that your vision doesn't keep on going around, and around, and around? Have you ever seen little kids twirling around so fast that they almost puke, just to feel what's it like? Why are were older one's somehow denied such a simple pleasure?

Valentine's Day

So today is Valentine's Day. If you know me, then you probably know that Valentine's Day is most likely the holiday that affects me the least. Due to the fact that the Aperture Science Weighted Companion Cube is my main romantic interest, and due to the fact that the Aperture Science Weighted Companion Cube is a inanimate object, it isn't hard to see that romance isn't a big factor in my life.

I considered making a post about how much love is assumed to always be romantic in today's culture. How in reality love is as much for a friend or a family member as for a lover. It's different, of course, but when the word "love" is said, we usually become uncomfortable. As for those who don't become uncomfortable, I think we need to have a long talk.

But then, I decided I really didn't want to make a post about that because it would no doubt make me feel embarrassed, although I really shouldn't be. To be honest, a homeschooling nerd would probably be the least qualified to make a post about love. But, in honor of Valentine's Day (although now that I think about it this of all holidays probably doesn't deserve it), I will keep this post. Please don't be alarmed if I don't come out of my closet for a few months due to my embarrassment.

Purpose of Blog

So I'm re-evaluating what I should use this blog for. Should it be more of my thoughts, opinions, helpful posts, or just more about me? Looking back, a lot of what I wrote was pretty lame. I'm kind of like a armchair quarterback; I know a bad play (or piece of writing) when I see one, but I don't know how to improve. It's mostly my age. I have seen vast improvements of how I was writing a year ago though. One example would be how I recently saw an article in a school's newsletter or something. The student who wrote it, despite being in highschool, didn't know proper punctuation or spelling. But, after criticizing it, I looked at something I had wrote a year ago. Mine wasn't any better, and here I was making fun of someone else for not being able to do something that I couldn't do a year ago! As I got older, if my sister is anything to guide by, I will be able to actually write effectively. But, until then, you will have to settle for how I am right now. It's a learning process, but hopefully at some point I will be able to put things that are clear in my head onto a piece of paper (or in this case, a blog). In the meantime I will be experimenting on what works best on this blog, so please forgive me ahead of time for posts that are pathetic.

New Years

Wow, five minutes until 2011 I will keep on trying to finish this post until 2011, where I will stop, possibly mid-word or mid-sentence. Forgive me for spelling errors.

I have never been one to make New Years resolutions I feel that they are temporary, they don't last. If I try to make improvements in my life, it would be liek before school, or a major change in my life, not the new year.

2010 has been an okay year, nothing spectacular, but nothing th

Christmas

Christmas is almost here! Instead of my usual type of post, where I give my biased opinion about a subject, and then question the intelligence of anyone that doesn't agree with me, in honor of the season, I will simply give you this: Merry Christmas!

I will be going to visit relatives in Manitoba, Canada for Christmas, so don't expect a new post for at least a week or two.

Winter

This year, I've been avoiding winter. I don't know exactly why, in the past I have had loads of fun making snow forts, sledding, making snow angels, ice skating, and having snowball wars. Yet now, even though it's almost Christmas, I have hardly been outside. Instead of seeing the weather with joy, I just huddle closer to the heater. I'm Canadian, so I'm supposed to have winter in my blood, right? Then why am I wimping out this season? Maybe part of it is that I'm not dressed for it. Most of my sweaters are either too big or too small, so I wear T-shirts most of the time.

I hate to see that I'm growing old. I don't feel a need to go outside and frolic in the snow anymore. I'm a sophomore,  so in three years I will be off to college. I'm sure everyone goes through this, but I really wish time would stop. It's not that I'm not excited for college, it's just time is going by to fast.