It's 2013! A new year. Looking back at 2012, it was a memorable year. It was... a learning experience.
I learned that if you love Nutella, you can break up a fight on Instagram. (True story! Go see at Stephanie's blog.) I also learned that overestimating someone is just as dangerous as underestimating someone. (No, not just because Katniss from The Hunger Games said it too.) I learned that people just insult you because they have no life and they hate themselves. And even though I've sat through years of anti-bullying assemblies ("bullies hurt you because they don't like themselves, blah blah blabbly blah,") it actually didn't make sense until now. I've learned that it's possible for someone to steal your owl and keep it in their locker. (Yup, sadly it's happened many times, and no, I'm not joking.) You can miss people who might be standing 2 feet away from you. That's happened a lot. I learned that I love music. Playing it and listening to it. It helps me stop stressing. When I'm really upset, angry, or stressed (or all 3 at the same time), playing music really helps. Especially since I play the mallets; I just move my hands as fast as I can, playing the song, so I can just let the world fade away for a little while... or until my mom tells me to stop being so loud.
I've also seen that something tragic can bring the people affected closer together. Chesterfield: remember February? One week we're all having the time of our lives at Fairview. 3 nights with the whole 6th grade.... The next week the bus accident happens. Our world is turned upside down. I remember when my mom told me Isabelle passed away. I couldn't understand it. The Tuesday coming back was really hard. In our class, many of us were crying (it didn't help when they kept sending random adults in). I bet you guys were too. But, our whole class was closer together. We all wrote letters together and I think we got closer together. This experience changed me a lot. I'm sure it changed us all.
Since I've started middle school, I've seen that the quote 'don't judge a book by its cover' keeps coming back to me. I admit it- I do judge books by their cover. It's a bad habit. I think that maybe you should read the pages, and then judge the book. Ugh, I'm confusing myself. I've noticed that I really, really hate writing (except writing for fun) and I stink at it too. Words really don't come easily to me. Sure, writing stories are okay. But... I'm so not a novelist. And since starting middle school, I've had days of pure, real, happiness, then days when I wanted to, (in Christina's words), teleport into the Super Mario Bros world and just run into turtles until I run out of lives. I've seen that some people care about you more than you think, and some care way less. I've realized I really have to think before I say something; I regret pretty much everything I say.
Me: *Says something*
1 second later, my brain: "Ashna! Way to go."
So, onto my Anti New Year's-ness. I don't like the idea of making resolutions because mostly everyone gives them up soon. For example, look at Diary of a Wimpy Kid: The Last Straw. Greg mentions how all of his family members made resolutions and cleary failed to follow them. I think people just make New Year's Resolutions to look all awesome, but clearly that is not the case when they drop it as soon as no one's looking. Now, not everyone does that, but everyone I've ever seen has, so that tells you what kind of friends I have.
Anyway.... Happy 2013! I'm pretty sure I probably learned more than I'm aware of, but I can't think of anything, so I guess this is the end.
I learned that if you love Nutella, you can break up a fight on Instagram. (True story! Go see at Stephanie's blog.) I also learned that overestimating someone is just as dangerous as underestimating someone. (No, not just because Katniss from The Hunger Games said it too.) I learned that people just insult you because they have no life and they hate themselves. And even though I've sat through years of anti-bullying assemblies ("bullies hurt you because they don't like themselves, blah blah blabbly blah,") it actually didn't make sense until now. I've learned that it's possible for someone to steal your owl and keep it in their locker. (Yup, sadly it's happened many times, and no, I'm not joking.) You can miss people who might be standing 2 feet away from you. That's happened a lot. I learned that I love music. Playing it and listening to it. It helps me stop stressing. When I'm really upset, angry, or stressed (or all 3 at the same time), playing music really helps. Especially since I play the mallets; I just move my hands as fast as I can, playing the song, so I can just let the world fade away for a little while... or until my mom tells me to stop being so loud.
I've also seen that something tragic can bring the people affected closer together. Chesterfield: remember February? One week we're all having the time of our lives at Fairview. 3 nights with the whole 6th grade.... The next week the bus accident happens. Our world is turned upside down. I remember when my mom told me Isabelle passed away. I couldn't understand it. The Tuesday coming back was really hard. In our class, many of us were crying (it didn't help when they kept sending random adults in). I bet you guys were too. But, our whole class was closer together. We all wrote letters together and I think we got closer together. This experience changed me a lot. I'm sure it changed us all.
Since I've started middle school, I've seen that the quote 'don't judge a book by its cover' keeps coming back to me. I admit it- I do judge books by their cover. It's a bad habit. I think that maybe you should read the pages, and then judge the book. Ugh, I'm confusing myself. I've noticed that I really, really hate writing (except writing for fun) and I stink at it too. Words really don't come easily to me. Sure, writing stories are okay. But... I'm so not a novelist. And since starting middle school, I've had days of pure, real, happiness, then days when I wanted to, (in Christina's words), teleport into the Super Mario Bros world and just run into turtles until I run out of lives. I've seen that some people care about you more than you think, and some care way less. I've realized I really have to think before I say something; I regret pretty much everything I say.
Me: *Says something*
1 second later, my brain: "Ashna! Way to go."
So, onto my Anti New Year's-ness. I don't like the idea of making resolutions because mostly everyone gives them up soon. For example, look at Diary of a Wimpy Kid: The Last Straw. Greg mentions how all of his family members made resolutions and cleary failed to follow them. I think people just make New Year's Resolutions to look all awesome, but clearly that is not the case when they drop it as soon as no one's looking. Now, not everyone does that, but everyone I've ever seen has, so that tells you what kind of friends I have.
Anyway.... Happy 2013! I'm pretty sure I probably learned more than I'm aware of, but I can't think of anything, so I guess this is the end.
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