Finale!
Okay, yeah, I had to name this blog after the last chapter in The Umbrella Academy Book 1: Apocolypse Suite. It really fits, y'know?
I'm gonna do a quick recap of the last year.
At the beginning of the year, I don't remember it much, but i hadn't really found myself yet. I had found a lot of myself, but not all of it. It was okay, though - I still had all my old friends, people left me alone, and I had a reputation I was secretly proud of.
The middle of the year is summer vacation. I was free - free to do what I wanted, free to make a difference, free to find myself. It was apparently the time that everyone else found me too - they had all been secretly waiting for me to come out as bi to them. Bleh. Whatever, in the summer my parents were harder on me, but I didn't feel as depressed as later on. I really think that it's school and the people telling me I'm worthless shit.
So school starts and everyone thinks I'm goth. Woohoo. Then the year progresses and they call me emo, which I find annoying but really don't care about anymore, tbh. People were harder on me, people picked on me more, but I refused to let them win. I almost did let them win on several occasions, actually, but through the help of my bff Flynn and of course My Chemical Romance I got through it.
This was the year I turned 13, the year I joined the MCRmy, the year I felt comfortable with every aspect of who I was, the year I started blogging, the year I changed for the better, the year I changed for the worse. This was the year that gas prices went way up and then dropped way down. This was the year that would be Bush's last, the year that I got detention because no teachers would stop kids from harassing me and dropping death threats on me and I had to take matters into my own hands. The year that some people got what was coming for them and the year that held much tragedy as well. The year people were born, the year people died. This may sound like any other year, but it's not - it's special. There are all these people blogging and talking about how this year sucked and they can't wait for it to be over, but what's the point of that? What if next year is even worse? Sue me, but I think that a lot of people are gonna miss 2008. They really are.
So was this a good year? Was it a bad year? Personally, I think it's neutral. The good counteracts the bad, not the other way around. I'm the pessimist who tries to think posistive, the agressive pacifist, the biggest walking contradiction most people have ever met.
All in all, this year wasn't that bad. I think that we've got worse in store for us, so why not enjoy the last remnants of 2008 while we still can?
I'm gonna do a quick recap of the last year.
At the beginning of the year, I don't remember it much, but i hadn't really found myself yet. I had found a lot of myself, but not all of it. It was okay, though - I still had all my old friends, people left me alone, and I had a reputation I was secretly proud of.
The middle of the year is summer vacation. I was free - free to do what I wanted, free to make a difference, free to find myself. It was apparently the time that everyone else found me too - they had all been secretly waiting for me to come out as bi to them. Bleh. Whatever, in the summer my parents were harder on me, but I didn't feel as depressed as later on. I really think that it's school and the people telling me I'm worthless shit.
So school starts and everyone thinks I'm goth. Woohoo. Then the year progresses and they call me emo, which I find annoying but really don't care about anymore, tbh. People were harder on me, people picked on me more, but I refused to let them win. I almost did let them win on several occasions, actually, but through the help of my bff Flynn and of course My Chemical Romance I got through it.
This was the year I turned 13, the year I joined the MCRmy, the year I felt comfortable with every aspect of who I was, the year I started blogging, the year I changed for the better, the year I changed for the worse. This was the year that gas prices went way up and then dropped way down. This was the year that would be Bush's last, the year that I got detention because no teachers would stop kids from harassing me and dropping death threats on me and I had to take matters into my own hands. The year that some people got what was coming for them and the year that held much tragedy as well. The year people were born, the year people died. This may sound like any other year, but it's not - it's special. There are all these people blogging and talking about how this year sucked and they can't wait for it to be over, but what's the point of that? What if next year is even worse? Sue me, but I think that a lot of people are gonna miss 2008. They really are.
So was this a good year? Was it a bad year? Personally, I think it's neutral. The good counteracts the bad, not the other way around. I'm the pessimist who tries to think posistive, the agressive pacifist, the biggest walking contradiction most people have ever met.
All in all, this year wasn't that bad. I think that we've got worse in store for us, so why not enjoy the last remnants of 2008 while we still can?
