Life Is Served

Blogs for life: Mothers have blogs to brag about their children, to help other families, to give other moms tips, and to try to find other ways to help their own family. Other blogs I have seen have been about getting their art, poetry, or opinions out there. I admire and enjoy these blogs.

My blog isn't one of these kinds.

My blog is simply a release.

I'm a busy teenage girl with a twisted schedule and a forgetful mind and a kind heart. I won't update every day, or even on a schedule for that matter. My blogs may never have anything to do with one another, but they will let you into the odd ends of a teen's life where I live. Even then it may sound jumpy and outlandish.
I think in a strange way, I fall in love, I have numerous friends, and I live a hectic life more intense than most students I have ever met.

I'm a junior in high school trying to find my place and where I will stand once I'm standing without the training wheels of parents. I'm very academic, I love literature and writing, I'm an art major and I work more hours in a week than most of my peers' parents.

So when do I write?
~At home after work on my laptop (like now) then I save it to a flash drive and post it the next day at school. (I don't have internet on my personal laptop, only my parents do.)
~At work on scrap receipts and random pieces of paper that I find and then I transfer that onto my computer at school or at home, whichever one I feel up to, and then load it.
~On my book covers and scrap pieces of paper that I find at school and keep as bookmarks until I can put them on a computer and load to blog.
~In the halls as I transfer from one class to another I write on my arms with a pen and copy and load it later.
~On my phone I text notes to myself.
~In class I write on my worksheets and tests and then tear that piece off and keep it until I can load it.

I always keep any proof of writing that I can even after I blog it, I like the idea of originals because they were part of the scene where the idea was formed and were there to see it born first hand.

My grammar is horrid, my spelling falls apart at the seams, my style often jumps because I write strait from the heart and mind together at once, I don't make sense because I take breaks and come back, but I truly think that I have a unique look on life, that though I contradict myself all the time, I feel as though I am growing and that I am learning. I think that IF my blog happened upon becoming popular that I could show America a unique look into a different teenager's life.
We all know the traditional high-school story, but I don't go to a typical high school.

Follow my story and try to keep up if you can. Real time events mixed with my own personal thoughts, It's going to be a ride that from even the first perspective can give you headaches. Trust me, I know, I get them all the time. So welcome to my world, my world full of surprises, sickness, and a true love story.

I will post some stuff unedited, just for the sake of giving you the real story, and I will also post some stuff that's been censored for my privacy.
Not all of my posts will be current, I may post something about an even from earlier that day, or I might post a copy of a poem I wrote two years ago; you never know.

Life is served; enjoy.