Teenaged Shenanigans.
 
 
Rose, whatever technical difficulties you're having aren't my fault. It's probably due to your lack of technological skill. (you know it's true)
Also, WHEN THE HECK ARE YOU COMING OVER?! I should warn you that I'm sick so anytime soon would be a bad decision for your immune system.

Anyway, time has been flying by rather quickly. In middle school, summer vacation seemed to never end, but in high school now it seems to pass by in the blink of an eye. I don't like it one bit. I don't like these summer assignments either. My French teacher was literally put on this Earth to torment all those who dared to take her class (along with my new English teacher). Je se deteste........un peu. 

I just don't want to worry about school when I don't have to, even though knowing me, that's impossible. Just one day of solidarity and blasting Arctic Monkeys is what I need. The perfect cure for anything.

Alright. I'll stop complaining, or ranting, or whatever it is I'm doing now.

-dina 
 
RALEIGH WAS FANTASTIC.

Surprisingly my father agreed to let me go to Raleigh for the FFA competition. I was away from home for three days and I LOVED it! I never get to go anywhere alone so it was like a brand new world. The competition itself was pretty easy, even though we didn't place in the top three. I actually don't even know what place we came in seeing as my teacher never received the scores. It doesn't really matter though because the experience was fun. My friends and I had adventures in the hotel and the buildings connecting to it, there was a block party, the food was great, etc etc.
I'm ridiculously exhausted though. 
Nap time.

-dina

 
2 out of 5 finals complete.
Two more weeks until the Star Wars marathon avec Rose
Two more weeks until I get The Great Gatsby
14 days until my friend's birthday party
18 days until states
5 more months until my birthday
2 (or one, depending on how some people count) more years of high school

life's good.
except I should probably learn how to put things in chronological order...
hm...

-dina

ps: Rose, I was a young and naive child when I caked your face with make up. I have grown since then. I hope your trust in me and my make up skills has increased because I promise I won't give you raccoon eyes anymore! :) 
(and i'm giving you a makeover whether you like it or not, so, yeah)
 
Two more weeks until I can finally wallow in my misery without school getting in the way. Woohoo!

-dina
 
I don't know how many of you who read this are writers, but this blog is for those of you who are.

You know when you want to write something, but you just don't have the inspiration? The words just don't seem to flow out as easily as they used to? Everything you write seems to be crappy and lacking that little "umph" to make it something spectacular. 
Oh the JOYS of writer's block!

I've had writer's block for about a year and I could not write anything. And when I say anything, I mean everything. Teachers asked for essays, I gave them two paragraphs. It was like my mind was a sea and I was an adventurer searching for the treasure, but after I found it, there was a big nasty shark in the way and whenever I tried to get across it, it always stopped me and the treasure seemed to be a once-upon-a-time dream.
BUT THEN
I BECAME AWESOME AND KILLED THE SHARK. AND I HAVE THE TREASURE. booyah. 
The story was eloquent at first, but it ended horribly, I know. Just go with it. 

The important thing is, I got past my writer's block! It feels so amazing to be able to write again. I've started about five stories already which I plan to finish. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. 

But yeah, if you guys have writer's block then I encourage you to not give up, you'll beat the shark one day. It may take forever, but the shark has to die eventually, and once it does, you'll be writing away like it's nobody's business. Stick with it, guys. 
Keep writing crappy stuff to help you write not so crappy stuff, also. It works.

Alrighty then.

-dina. 
 
Sooo, life seems to be turning around quite nicely.
I joined FFA (future farmers of America) (no I don't want to be a farmer, my teacher forced me to join) and my team went to regionals. Identified some plants, took a knowledge test, made some lame bows, and ended up taking 2nd place!! Now we get to go to states! If my dad lets me, of course.
It just feels really nice to have accomplished something big for once. It feels nice to be a part of something.
Um. In other news, there's finally a weebly app! Woooo! This makes blogging so much easier!!
Gah. My blogging is off though. I apologize. I'll get better, I promise.

--dina.
 
So.
Hey.
It's been a while, huh?
A month to be exact. 
I'm sure something exciting has been going on in your lives, unlike mine. 
so congrats on that.

oh yeah.

SPriNG BrEAK!!!!!!!!!!!!
I would be more excited if I didn't have to complete a project that basically determines whether I pass the 10th grade or not. sigh. 

This blog has no purpose, really. It's merely an update. A lame one at that...
so......mmhm.

-dina
(i promise something better later on this week)
 
  I'm the type of person that likes to plan things ahead of time. Up until last year I knew exactly what I wanted to do with my life. I was going to graduate high school, spend a year building up my internships and whatnot, then apply (and get accepted) to Washington State University where I would major in Psychology (clinical), minor in Creative Writing, either open up my own business or work for a big company, work until my 30's (or 40's) then take all the money I would've saved up and travel across the world while working on my book.
I thought it was a great and concrete plan.
But lately...

I have no idea what I want to do with my life.

  There are so many options out there and I still have to consider all the factors, like how in the world I'm actually going to pay for college. I'm smart, but I'm not exactly "full scholarship" smart. Speaking of college, turns out I DON'T want to go to WSU. I don't know where I want to go. Recently, I've been thinking somewhere in Chicago. I don't know. My parents want me to go to college in North Carolina, and I honestly don't want to, but if I do go to college here, it'll be much cheaper and I won't be spending my adult life trying to climb my way out of student loans.
sigh

I still plan on becoming a psychologist, but opening up my own business would be stupid. I think I'll just work in a psych ward.

 KLDSFJAODSKFNHAKDJHCIUAWSDNHFA.

I need to stop planning! I need to just try to get past high school and then figure out the rest, right? 
Easier said than done. My brain cannot function right now, it's in stress overload of what to do when 2014 rolls around.

je deteste ma vie maintenant.

-dina.

(by the way: all over now by eric hutchinson is really good)
 
I'm sorry that I'm such a fucking inconvenience for you.
I'm SO sorry that I actually expected you to hold up to a promise! How fucking silly of me! Since when did you ever do that?
Of course I should have foreseen the yelling, cussing, and stupidity that comes out of your mouth when you can't think of valid reasons for not keeping up your promise. 




I hope you get in a car accident on the way home. You need to die sooner or later, and I vote sooner.

-dina.