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School hasn't even started and I feel like death. LIFE hasn't even started and I feel like death.  This isn't really healthy, being only sixteen and complaining about my life. Wow, a teenage girl complaining about her life where she has great friends and gets to go to a well regarded school! How original and not stupid at all! My senior year officially starts in a few days and this is ,truly, the least excited I've ever been for the first day of school. Senior Year definitely is the worst year that a student can deal with, because you suddenly having to deal with everything all at once. Why should I have to make time to prepare a large amount of college applications when I should be studying for finals that will also get me into said colleges? It makes no sense to have to suddenly push all this responsibilities onto someone you were calling a kid just a year ago and expecting them to make the right choice immediately. I'm so tired of adults asking me "what majo...

I can hear a baby getting a shot in the other room and I’m just like, that’s so me! A crazy little update for you crazy people reading my blog, which btw, either way less people are reading my blog or I’m rereading and viewing the blog post less. I think I’m posting and writing this here because I’m bored and just letting the time pass faster. Also this saves a lot of time, I don’t have to brag about this to a bunch of other people, instead they can just read about this real fast!! Basically I stepped on an acupuncture needle in my hotel room?? Which is like, who the hell is doing acupuncture in a hotel room. Why don’t you step outside to a different place? The hotel manager suspects we might have done this on purpose, which is like why would I poke myself with a needle that’s crazy, but also I could see how they would think that since the needle was very shallow. It’s also been a few days since we’ve stayed in the room, so it’s EXTRA suspicious that I was lucky enough to step on it NO...

 I miss Ryan Gosling July 2nd On the plane. Sometime around 12:30 pm Recorded in my diary I am writing to you several feet (around 38000 feet) up in the air! It’s like when you take pictures on your iPhone and they put a certain location on it (I’m not sure if it does that if you’re on a plane though) (I was supposed to be listening to the safety announcement but oh well.) Since I’m only on a flight that’s around an hour and thirty minutes, there isn’t really supposed to be a tv on the plane, but there was! They didn’t give us earphones though, so as im writing this, I’m also watching the silent movie version of La La Land. And hey, as much as I love this movie WITH it’s amazing sound design and soundtrack, the silent film way of watching it just makes me love the cinematography even more. Damien Chazelle, you’re a genius. I still have to watch Babylon, though. The only big problem I have with this ‘silent’ version of the film is that they deleted the scene- or the ‘split second’- ...

Everything in my mind has been shaped by Greta Gerwig's hands. I don't have much to say other than that summer break has been pretty underwhelming, or it would be 'whelming' if I could be productive so far. It's been 24 hours of playing the Sims 4, non-stop (please don't show my mom this).  Here's a random piece of me (not a limb, just a fun fact): I live on the New York Times Website. It started off as a one-off thing in sophomore year when I had decided that being present in class didn't really matter (this action will have consequences) and started to check out the fun little crosswords. My dad really loves crosswords. He would always ask me the easier questions that made me feel especially smart, which I didn't realize until he would ask me something like who the "Footloose hero" was. I'm only nine!  As lame as this may sound, I think playing the games made me turn out to like things like journalism. One day I stopped looking at the...

If any college admission teams are reading this then I would never do other work in class that is incredibly stupid! My friend is reading over my shoulder and we both realized that I haven't posted in a MONTH. It's officially been a month since I posted. Now she's watching her own spam story. Love her! The last day of school is slowly but surely approaching. Mine is in two days. I am moving on to become a well-versed and intelligent senior. A senior in high school. I could've sworn that I was a freshman two years ago! I feel like in movies or tv shows, it always starts off with a sophomore or junior. However, in recent years, there have been a ton of movies coming from the perspectives of seniors, because the media is SO interested in telling authentic and interesting stories for the younger audience. Look, Angouie Rice, I get that you want to go to Harvard but it's your own fault that Gaten Matarazoo screwed you over. Now you're not going to Harvard OR with the...

She's my Rushmore, Max I wish I could call in a substitute to replace myself for a few days. Nothing as big or as life-changing as a clone, but rather someone who resembles me and acts similarly. Also, not a clone because I remember watching that one movie with the actor from Kid Danger where he cloned himself like 6 times and one of the clones tried taking over his life. I'm not sure what this opening paragraph was supposed to be. It's rather stupid of me to just write this whole thing out when I have finals in a week. I keep finding ways to procrastinate and know it will bite me in the ass at the end. But the school is already praying for my downfall by putting the bio final and the psychology final a day away from each other. It's like they're asking us to fail. I've always told people who wanted to start a blog like I did to probably be aware of what they put out on the internet. I've mentioned it countless times here and I'll mention it more: if you...