2012 has been a year of ups and downs, but overall it was quite an experience. I look forward to seeing everyone who helped me in this past year. I look forward to the rest of my senior year and I look forward to many new experiences and discoveries. Thank you to everyone viewing this blog, commenting, or just glancing over it. One of my goals of 2012 was to keep a blog up, and keep it updated. I am proud to say, I have done just that. I am also grateful to discover a new love, new ideas, and a wider perspective. Have a happy New Year.
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
600 people reached the top of Mt. Everest in 2012. This blog got about 2,000 views in 2012. If every person who reached the top of Mt. Everest viewed this blog, it would have taken 3 years to get that many views.
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Tell us about a guilty pleasure that you hate to love.
A guilty pleasure that I hate to love? Well, I love eating sweets but I hate it sometimes. Sometimes when I am stressed or feeling crappy, that is my friend that I run too. Lately I have been stressed and eating to many sweets…. Usually people who get stressed get pimples, I’d kind of rather have that than eating too much. I get so stressed and bored because I don’t know what to do…. it’s irritating.
I see the story of someones life and dreams. I see their hobbies and passions all around them
Today, the first snow has finally happened. I was partially dreading this day, I don’t always enjoy the coldness of snow, yet I like the look, texture and just the snow. I woke up to the light fluffy snow floating to the ground, I was almost tempted to launch myself out of bed and put some clothes on, only to freeze outside, yet post on facebook about how much I like the idea of snow.
This is what I saw outside my window.
Isn’t it lovely? The view from my window has also changed. I will be able to see the sunset, and the sunrise(part of it). I will be able to see when Bryce parks his car, and stuff.
I like it. I changed my rooms last night, the room I am in right now is called the office, where it used to be the storage room. All the storage was moved to my old room by me. I was impatient so I did it myself. There is still some storage in here, but nothing that really bugs me, yet. I could, if I wanted to, set up my own X-mas tree since my family won’t be doing it this year… My mother says that we aren’t a family anymore.
Did I share the story?
My dad is not my real father(I have finally accepted that), he has a girlfriend or a few. He lives with my mother and I. My mother and father are married by common law, so all of my dad’s girlfriends are mistress’s and my mother has had some boyfriends. She goes out every now and then. My brother moved back in and his girlfriend basically lives here, I don’t think she likes me. That is basically it. I’ve gotten used to the craziness, sadly. I am almost 18 so, soon, I will try to move out. I hope I can find somewhere to live or someone to live with. I don’t really want to live here anymore.
Anyway, that is the story. It’s like Jerry Springer up in here.