I don't know a lot about who I am yet. I'm not sure what people think of me, or if I even care. I don't know where I'm going in life or what I believe. I don't know who exactly I want to be or if I'm satisfied with the characteristics that I already possess. But I do know that whoever I am is me. And that I'm living. Here and now. Heart beating, lungs breathing, head spinning. I am alive. And that's what really matters.
Right?
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
I AM SO SORRY
Hey guys!!
Again, can I just apologize for my continuous absence?
We turned in our school laptops on Monday
And then my internet decided it would be funny and stop working completely.
Now my home laptop keeps telling me my internet password is wrong. WHICH IT TOTALLY ISN’T.
So I’m just chillen in the coffee shop down the road and using their internet.
But thank you again if you’ve stuck with me!
And for those of you who unfollowed and will never see this, you should learn patience. (;
Okay just kidding.
I can’t blame you.
Buut today was my LAST DAY OF SCHOOL. Whoooo.
Senior year here I come.
But first off, SUMMER HERE I COME.
Speaking of summer.
I will be taking an even longer absence from all internet activity.
Why?
Because I will be in the middle of no where for the majority of it. (CAMP TIME!!! Oh home. Let me go home. Home is whenever I’m with you…)
Oh, and Bolivia.
No big deal.
:D
But I hope that there will be intervals where I can get on here and post pictures and updates and such.
Maybe I’ll post a whole story in spanish.
Guess that means you’ll all have to keep following me to find out.
Alright, well I’ve gotta get out of here.
I feel guilty mooching off of their internet and not having money to buy a coffee.
Hope you all are wonderful!
Much love.
Annie Joy <3
When I was a child, my grandmother told me that the sky speaks to those who look and listen to it. She said, “In the sky there are always answers and explanations for everything: every pain, every suffering, joy, and confusion.” That night I wanted the sky to talk to me.
ishmael beah
We must strive to be like the moon. ….Everyone appreciates the moon in their own special way. Children watch their shadows and play in its light, people gather at the square to tell stories and dance through the night. A lot of happy things happen when the moon shines. These are some of the reasons why we should want to be like the moon.
a long way gone- Memoirs of a Boy Soldier by ishmael beah
Life Updates!
-I made our schools honors acting group:Playmakers! With a bunch of other wonderful people. I am so incredibly stoked. Though also with a heavy heart for the lovely people who didn’t get in but, in my opinion, fully deserved it.
-Got to meet the lady who will be working with us in Bolivia this summer! (It was her first time in the US.) She was so lovely. (:
-Getting ready for summerr! whoo. Absolutely can’t wait for all my summer adventures. (camp, Bolivia!, more camp, beach!, followed by more camp)
-Just finished reading A Long Way Gone- Memoirs of a boy soldier by ishael beah
so wonderful and heartbreaking and inspiring. It’s definitely a must read. I highly recommend it.
-Bought a poem by a man in prison at a local coffee shop (the money goes to him to buy soap and such)
So neat! And so lovely. And sad. And inspiring.
(:
Well, I think that’s about it!
So so sorry I’ve been MIA lately.
My school laptop finally blocked tumblr…
My home laptop is against all things internet (result of spilled tea 3 years…)
And our computer likes to play tricks and pretend the internet is off whenever I attempt to use it.
But I hope you are all doing well!
Don’t give up on my blog yet!
Thanks for those of you who have stuck around. (:
And thank you to the new followers! I hope I have not bored you yet.
Much love, Annie Joy <3
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You, anon, make my heart smile. Thanks for that. (:
(Source: seekthegreatunknown)
Well I’ve already said that I like guys in sweaters…(not like that’s a deciding factor of any sort)
The kind of guy I imagine:
Into music (bonus points if he can sing!), coffee shop type, outdoorsy (but satisfied with not only being outside), silly but not to the point of excessive immaturity, someone I can easily bring around my family and my friends, someone with strong moral values, someone who will have deep conversations with me, someone to balance out my awkwardness/odd characteristics, similar music taste (maybe it shouldn’t be, but that’s really big to me), someone who appreciates children, etc.
If he plays sports I imagine soccer or running.
Like I said, it’s not like this stuff is set in stone in any way!
These are just characteristics that I imagine and often find myself attracted to.
