A HIATUS Notice
6 November 2011
I know that you guys hate these things because the internet nowadays is flooded with them, but since my poor websites have barely been updated for the past two months, I’d like to say a few things:
1.) Because I have college applications due soon, and school and the like, I am very stressed and haven’t been motivated to do really anything lately. I’ll admit that I’ve been slacking when it comes to typing up my essays (they’re written but not typed…) and I guess that since my applications aren’t due until January, it’s pretty hard to do them now (ahaha) but I’m just pretty stressed about it. When I’m stressed, I don’t do anything except think about what I’m stressed about and do worthless things online. My creativity is blown :(.
2.) I don’t want to dump Heartless, or any of my other sites, and I’m not going to. I say this because so many people just throw their sites away but again, I still love maintaining websites and this will hopefully all pass soon and Heartless can be updated again.
3.) As said on one of my Tumblr posts, I’m not very into blogging anymore. Perhaps to voice my opinion, but I’m just not into it anymore :/.
4.) I opened my new website (http://Deathleigh.info—which you should check out! ;D) and I got a Tumblr: Noireuse (you should follow me ;D). In case you want to keep in contact while my college applications are not being done.
Thanks for reading my stupid HIATUS post… again. And thanks for you support (Heartless still has hits!). I really appreciate it :).
The Relative Tree
16 September 2011
Sometimes, I just don’t know what to think of family. The concept, I mean, of always sticking by family because it’s so much more important than anything else could be. I personally don’t believe in it, but seeing as much of my family does, I sometimes feel like some ungrateful little beech whenever I complain about having to be with family. I’m so different from them.
I’ve always seen family members as just other people to choose to befriend or not.
I mentioned before about how I’ve been visiting my grandpa every now and then, but I didn’t mention how I really hate spending long hours in a depressing hospital, talking only about health-related subjects. My grandpa is one of the people I respect most; he’s always respected me, so I’ve felt badly about not going to see him as often as other people or as often as others say I should. But I really can’t feel others’ pain; it’s not that I don’t care but that I’d rather spend my time doing things I enjoy, not being in a hospital. I feel so careless…
But as for the healthy part of my family, I don’t know what to say. I get along with my distant family members pretty well, especially since all we talk about now is college applications (fhghh blegh), but we also don’t meet very often. As for my immediate family, I only get along with my hospitalised grandpa and one of my uncles; sometimes my parents and my grandma. We have different values, personalities and interests, so it’s a bit difficult to get along sometimes. I’ve often gotten dragged places I didn’t want to be until I finally stood my ground. But that sounds rather terrible, doesn’t it? Standing up to family. But why should it be so terrible? I hope that people don’t extend the family tree so they can have their own people to control. That sounds rather terrible, too.
I went up to my family reunion a few weeks ago and it made me a bit nervous, being the outcast that I am. It wasn’t as boring as I expected it to be, but as I left, I got a friendly warning of, “Beware of the hippies!” and I thought, Yup. I am indeed very different from my family.
The Start of the Circle
29 August 2011
In case you haven’t heard, we’ve had quite the natural disaster phenomenon here on the east coast. First we had an earthquake, which was not that big a deal aside from the fact that we hadn’t had one in about 200 years, then we got severe tornado warnings and then we had a hurricane, which knocked out my power for 16 hours. And we were lucky; some people still don’t have electricity and apparently almost 20 people died, but the news doesn’t elaborate on the deaths because they are, of course, unimportant in media… The news doesn’t make sense sometimes…
I’ve been writing about my grandpa with cancer, and I thank you all for your wishes; the surgery didn’t go as planned and ended up stretching for over a week. They finally got through it about 2 weeks ago, but 1 week ago, he thought that he lived in Pennsylvania (which he doesn’t) and that John Wilkes Booth is the president. I haven’t heard anything new since then, but we’re continuing to visit him.
Today is actually supposed to be my 4th day of school, but since half of my state doesn’t have power, we got off for the day. But we did start school last week and it’s been O.K. I didn’t get sick on the first day so I’m pretty proud of myself *.
My teachers are great but I have next to no friends in any of my classes, and they’re not really even close friends, which is disappointing. But since I don’t feel the pressure of all my perfect-grade, cry-when-they-get-less-than-a-98% (yes, I am allowed to say that) friends, I’m a lot less stressed myself. But there are no funny people in my classes—rather, all my classes consist of sports teams, the male sports teams **. So my school days, so far, have been pretty boring. I got all the kinks out of my schedule, though, and now I’m in the classes I signed up for, which is exciting. Our new principal is dictator-ish and wouldn’t let us change our schedules without an interview or, in my case, teacher approval.
As for French class, my teacher of three years left and we’re now left with a substitute teacher and a retired assistant. The substitute is nice, and speaks French fluently, but the assistant is a bit different. She’s nice but she makes it quite clear that she’s appalled at how terrible our French is and she’s trying to eliminate movie Friday. French class will not know what to do if we don’t get to wrap up our weeks watching European films such as Amélie and Jean de Florette. We’re going to be working on improving our French, though, so perhaps I’ll be able to piece together a sentence or two soon. Quelle émotion!
And I will be opening a new website within the next month. I promised myself that I wouldn’t buy the domain until September comes, so I’ve been working on the layout and such for quite a while. But it will be up soon and I’m pretty excited about it ^_______^. Then I will migrate back to Heartless and give this site a hot new look—er—attempt to give it a hot new look. My artistic skills only go so far.
* I’ve had anxiety for quite a while and going to school has been troublesom for me.
** Male sports teams = douchebag-ish, for the most part.