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So ... I've been looking back on my journals here recently. I look at all these emotions and experiences and memories, and I'm just thinking to myself, "dang ... has all this happened in the span of only a few years?" It's somewhat strange, because I read these and it feels as though I was a completely different person back then than who I am today. Still, there are parts of me I can recognize that are still a part of me to this day: the introspection, the open-mindedness, and the emotional investment I have in certain things.
It's just absolutely amazing how much I've changed in such a short span of time. Well, it's essentially short, but it's felt like so long to me because my time in high school has felt like such a huge and lengthy part of my life. But maybe saying that I have changed isn't the right way of describing it; change, to me, implies a person that completely strays away from their older ways. I don't really think I have done that. I'm essentially the same person as I was back in my older journals, but some parts of me have dynamically changed for the better. Even though I still have years of life left ahead of me (well, I hope that will be the case anyway ), I'm impressed with how much I've grown and improved as a whole.
In that case, I'm excited to see where I'll be in the next few years. Experience truly is one of the best teachers ever.
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Now for those who're wondering about my whereabouts:
I'm doing great now! Well, things aren't always perfect, but at least it's great compared to how I had felt back in my earlier high school years. I'm wrapping up my Senior year, and will be moving on to a liberal arts college in their classes and residence halls alike. I think it'll be a very rewarding and great experience through both the pleasures and hardships of that kind of atmosphere. In addition, I'm just glad I'll be in an academic atmosphere where people are more mature and really care about their classes and education. Although things at high school for me have definitely improved since the Freshman year, I'm absolutely ready to be out of there.
If you wanna chat with me about how I've been or what I'm up to now (or just chat in general I suppose), feel free to toss me a message. I love a good conversation, after all, no matter what form it takes.
It's just absolutely amazing how much I've changed in such a short span of time. Well, it's essentially short, but it's felt like so long to me because my time in high school has felt like such a huge and lengthy part of my life. But maybe saying that I have changed isn't the right way of describing it; change, to me, implies a person that completely strays away from their older ways. I don't really think I have done that. I'm essentially the same person as I was back in my older journals, but some parts of me have dynamically changed for the better. Even though I still have years of life left ahead of me (well, I hope that will be the case anyway ), I'm impressed with how much I've grown and improved as a whole.
In that case, I'm excited to see where I'll be in the next few years. Experience truly is one of the best teachers ever.
...
Now for those who're wondering about my whereabouts:
I'm doing great now! Well, things aren't always perfect, but at least it's great compared to how I had felt back in my earlier high school years. I'm wrapping up my Senior year, and will be moving on to a liberal arts college in their classes and residence halls alike. I think it'll be a very rewarding and great experience through both the pleasures and hardships of that kind of atmosphere. In addition, I'm just glad I'll be in an academic atmosphere where people are more mature and really care about their classes and education. Although things at high school for me have definitely improved since the Freshman year, I'm absolutely ready to be out of there.
If you wanna chat with me about how I've been or what I'm up to now (or just chat in general I suppose), feel free to toss me a message. I love a good conversation, after all, no matter what form it takes.
Traveling Abroad
I'm likely to expect that you've noticed the lack of photos on my profile.
Well, I am happy to announce that I'll have plenty of pictures coming. Spring Break (for me) starts tomorrow and I'll be able to provide many photos once break is done. The reason for this is because I'll be traveling abroad for the first time tomorrow, destined for Italy to travel with the school band.
It's going to be extremely thrilling, and I hope to provide some great snapshots of the country for you all. I will also bring along a travel journal to write in, so I could possibly transcribe what I write to this journal after my journey if you'd like that.
I Am A Fighter
Another school year is upon me, and brand new challenges will await. It will be a tough road for me to tread upon, full of sharp stones, harsh weather, and countless crossroads where decisions of all difficulties will await. Some decisions made shall change my life forever, whether it is for the better or the worse. Sacrifices will be a necessity and shall be made without hesitation if they are worthwhile.
As scary and difficult as school and the other things I plan to accomplish will be, I am not afraid. I'm determined to give only the best that I can offer, and at the end of the day when I am fatigued and say to myself "that wasn't eas
Dusty Fingers. A Strong Urge. Indecision
After digging out some old and very poorly made stories that I wrote when I was a kid, I had come back to realize how much of a passion (and skill, some others may say) I have for writing. So even though I hate being forced to read Jane Austen right now (over my Spring Break, and I am glad to have had the opportunity to do so before the class starts), I know the reasons why I'm in the advanced English classes. The key to good writing is good reading, as Avi says.
Goodness gracious, I wanna write something now!
Problem is, I really don't know what I want to write. I'm a perfectionist (I use this term loosely, as nothing is ever perfect),
Woo!
Snow is awesome!
Well, maybe not driving in it or shoveling it...
Today is one of the few days where the neighborhood doesn't look like an Antarctic wasteland. It looks very pretty out, actually! I hope to finally update the dusty galley with some new pictures that are (hopefully) worthwhile! :)
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