One Girl's Quest to Pass English

The End is Here

Hello, lovely readers. Today is that day where all this blogging has come to the official end. I’ve been blogging since January 9th. Since then I’ve

• started following 75 blogs
• liked 322 posts
• had 435 posts
• gotten 32 followers
• and written 35 drafts

For these past four months I’ve learned a lot about myself. I’ve learned that I’m capable of great things if I’m passionate about it and if I can just force myself to complete it. I’ve also learned that I cannot blog every day because I am too tired (which is a horrible reason). 

I stress about school. A lot. More than I should. Sometimes I have to tell myself that my worth does not equal my GPA and that I shouldn’t judge myself so harshly. I’ve tried my best to be honest here and sometimes I get too blunt. 

I’m trying to think of something magical and worthwhile to say, but I’ve realized something. Words exist to tell. Tell what? Tell anything the speaker wants. No one has any ownership over the English language or any language. Words float all around us and we connect them into structures that convey our thoughts which are a more abstract way to use words.

Writing this blog has made me more eloquent and sure of myself. I mean, I’m not ready to give speeches at Harvard or anything like that, but I feel like I’m heading in the right direction. 

I look back on my posts and I’m flooded with mix feelings. I’m incredibly proud of some while dissapointed in others. 

This blog has helped me accept my flaws and provided a foundation where I can nurture my ideas into posts that hopefully evoke some emotion. But writing doesn’t have to be so mature or clean cut. It’s perfectly fine to ramble and just post everything as authentic as you can without any excess editing.

Like right now I have no idea where this is going. I haven’t finished my math packet but I’m compelled to finish this until the end. 

Ah, the end. My digital journal will be offered for examination and judgement tomorrow and I’m nervous. I’ve offered my opinions and heart to the public and they can do whatever they like with it. Whatever they do, I feel like I’ve poured all that I can into this project and whatever happens, I did all I could.

Thank you, dear reader for sticking with me for this long. I know I might not be the more entertaining or thought-provoking and I appreciate your support. My 150 point project is at your mercy. 

I’ll see you soon.

Love always,

Catt

That’s 2nd period y’all

My friend Jason told me that I should write all my english classmates a sentence about them. So that’s what I’m doing. I hope I get everyone!

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My Ten Guilty Pleasures

Some of the things on this list are considered “no big deal” to me, but apparently to other people, it’s really weird that I like it. To that I say “WHATEVER.”

Warning: This blog posts contains fangirl-ing to the point of creepiness. Reader discretion is advised.

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An Apology

A couple of nights before I ranted and published a post inspired one of my best friends ever after we had a disagreement. And even though it wasn’t meant as an attack on her, it was still pretty mean.

There is nothing wrong with being nice and trying to see the good in people. There should be more people like that. Imagine a world where there’s no cruelty or prejudice. It’s a bit of a fantasy, but that doesn’t mean every one of us can’t help each other out and just be empathetic. 

I try to be as nice as I can, but lately I’m gotten annoyed really easily. I’m a little angrier than I was last year. I don’t know if it’s because of school stress or what, but it’s causing me to lash out at my closest friends.

So darling, if you’re reading this, I’m sorry. I know you’ve already forgiven me, but it still doesn’t give me the right to make a big deal out of such a small thing. Friends should help nurture each other’s personalities, not condemn them. From now on, I’ll try my hardest not to say things in the heat of the moment and to be more patient.

I adore you MWAH <3

YOU GUYS

My project is due tomorrow. Holy crap.

I’m trying to think of a fantastic final 150 point project post to flaunt my superb writing skills and witty commentary but I can’t think of any.

So I’m just going to keep posting until it’s April 25.

Good idea? I think so.

There are worst things than bombing my ASB interview

I need to make this list. Otherwise, I’ll be wallowing about this forever and I’ll never get any work done. On the grand scheme of my life, one ASB interview will not ruin my goals and dreams. I’m just sad because I totally forgot all my good ideas (like Club of the Week) and I sounded completely vapid.

But yeah. ANYWAY, it’s not so bad because compared to other things, today wasn’t so bad.

For example, I could’ve have

1. died
2. gotten shot
3. gotten knocked up
4. fail school
5. stubbed my toe
6. fallen on my face
7. become friendless
8. become homeless and have to live on the streets with only a shopping cart of stuff
9. gotten a detention
10. gotten expelled
11. been mugged
12. lost my phone
13. somehow been transported back in time to the Jurassic Period and be eaten by dinosaurs

But luckily none of that happened. So I should feel better right? Right.

Or at least, that was the plan.