Hello, friends. I've been doing some thinking lately. I'm questioning my blog. I'm wondering why I post in the style I post. I feel like I try to sound like an adult... but I am not. I'm just a girl. I'm a girl who isn't perfect, doesn't have the perfect blogger life, gets jealous of other bloggers' blogs and perfect-looking lives, gets fitful because I can't make my photographs look like a fairytale, deals with ordinary teenage things, and wants the approval of others. Perhaps, even craves the approval of others. And I know that I have said this a few times before, but I think that once again I will be changing the style of my writing...and actually writing. I need a place to say the things I need to say and not just try to be impressive and grown-up sounding. So that is what I think I am going to do. I think that I've just been searching for the style that fits me- and I suppose I'm finding that style through trial and error. And now that I am sitting here and writing what I've been feeling for a while, it is relieving. So, to my few followers: bear with me as I figure this out, and I will do my best! You mean a lot to me- thanks for reading!
Now, moving on. I suppose I'll start rambling, but do it as eloquently as possible. Ah, this feels so good! Well, I have taken a challenge from Jocee: the outtakes. Writing about my life for the next fourteen days, the good and bad, general happenings, ramblings, things that could have been better, and things that couldn't have been any better. Here goes.
Well, today I awoke at 8:00 a.m. Yes, yes, I know. I should have been up earlier... but I wasn't. Remember? I'm not perfect! :) Ok, pause!! FREEZE! Right there. Let me tell you a little bit about my wonderful life first. Wow, this is depressing. I have had a blog for who-knows-how-long and I've hardly told you anything about the basics of my life. I guess that is why I'm changing it up. First, I am independently educated. What's that, you ask? It's not as crazy as it sounds (another name for it is home schooling). Being independently educated basically means that I do not:
-wake up at 6:00 a.m. and rush to school
-get a truckload of busywork dumped on me
-study for the test and forget everything I spent hours of busywork "learning" over the past two weeks
-stay up until 11:00 every night doing homework
However, I used to do that. Last year and the year before, in fact. It was not a bad experience by any means. It was simply different from the life I was used to living from kindergarten through sixth grade.
But I have returned to this lifestyle once again. And when I say lifestyle, I mean just that. It is a commitment and a labor of love. *thanks, mom!* And if you're wondering what I do do, here you go:
-I wake up between 6:30 and 8:00, get dressed (no, I am not permitted to wear pajamas during school), and get ready, just like anyone else.
-I begin with math, move on to Spanish, English, Biology, History, Writing, and so on.
-I have my mom as my teacher and my sister as my classmate.
-I get to work hard, learn a lot, and have home-ec class almost every day. :))
-Some days we finish early and go have fun: head to the nature park, have an art day, go ice skating with fellow home schooled friends, or work on a project together.
-I get to walk my chum, the Pen dog (penny, our beloved golden retriever pup) on my passing period/ break/ whatever-you-want-to-call-it. The point is, our schedule is very flexible
-I get to go to co-ops, classes, art, and drama with other home schoolers
-And probably my favorite part: on cold days I get to stay inside with a cup of tea, some kind of beloved, intriguing textbook, and a blanket and curl up beside the fire and learn. Yes, learn. I. Love. Learning.
Well, there you have it! Just a few of the benefits of learning at home. If you have questions, I can discuss the few downsides too, but right now I need to move on... wow, this whole writing thing might leave you falling asleep at your desk because of boredom, exhaustion, or tired eyes. Sorry! I'm still learning.
ANYWAY, moving on to the outtakes. Where was I? Oh, yes, I just woke up. After turning off my 6:30 alarm somewhere in my sleep, I awoke to my sister rummaging in her drawer for some big, fuzzy socks which were needed because of the recent change of temperatures (praise the Lord!) and our open window (I love sleeping with the windows open). I started by reading my Bible, then I got going on math, then spanish, and so on. When 11:00 rolled around, my lovely mother had just pulled a fresh loaf of oat bread from the oven, which called for a snack break. Then lunch. Then history timelines. Then reading together- I love it! I'm an auditory learner, so for part of our reading, my mom reads aloud. We sat outside, the cool breeze making the afternoon even more pleasant than I expected. So, feeling exhilarated by the change in weather, I decided it was the perfect time and place to climb a tree. Yes, climb a tree in my brand-new sweater. Thankfully it was not harmed, but it was a close one. Drama auditions came next, and were quite exciting! The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe is on the radar for the next two months, though I don't yet know what part I will be playing. Everyone has said that I should be Susan, I suppose due to my brown hair, medium height, and, well, I'm not sure what else. As much as I look like her, though, I'm not sure that I'm a big fan of her character. But I'll just see how things turn out. Dinner was Spanish chicken and rice (new recipe!). Yumlicious would be the word to describe it. After dinner, I checked Jocee's blog, talked to my bestie, and sat down on my sister's bed with this laptop to write this. I'm sure there are things that could have been better, but I'm too tired to think of them right now... besides, little sissa is waiting for me to make something sweet and delicious with her. Oh, but I can think of one thing. I could have gotten a text from *someone* today, but if they want to ignore me, then so be it. All in all, today was successful.
Love to my readers!
Nighty night!
As Ever, Lindsey Lou
{Post Script: My camera's battery is dead *tear* and I can't find my charger... *concerned look because I know my habit of losing things too well* what will I do?? What?? Tell me!}
{Post Post Script: Will you consider this as a start-over kind of thingy in the history of my blog? Thanks!}