When I’m at a loss for what to write, I tend to go through my archives- whether those be blog archives or the stacks upon stacks of notebook pages I’ve filled over years, I lean towards reflection on previous events.
Today, I stumbled across two posts I wrote towards the start of junior year. I often used to write something I liked to call “This Week’s Episode,” and each was essentially a reflection or recap of the week I had. Continue reading
Back in May, slightly over-ambitious Sophomore Arya decided to sign up Junior Arya for an AP Computer Science course. This sounded like a fantastic idea at the time, but then on the first day of school in the new year, Junior Arya realized something very important: she had never, ever, ever coded before. Continue reading
Fresh composition notebooks, cleaned-out binders, shiny new pens and pencils…
One of my favorite parts of starting school. Continue reading
It all started with a biology project.
For the AP Bio course I’m taking this upcoming school year, there’s a lot of summer homework. There were two projects in total on the list- both concerning our natural environment and organisms inhabiting them. I have until August 5th (Tuesday) to finish both of them, along with a bunch of reading and study guides. I’d like to say that I got a super early head start on all this homework, but… I didn’t. Oops.
The instructions for the project I was working on today were quite simple, in some sense: I was to go out and photograph organisms from certain domains, kingdoms, and phyla (my teacher gave us a list of eighteen different categories). I managed to find most of what I needed around our house and at a nearby park, but then there was the matter of marine creatures- sea stars, jellyfish, you get the idea.
At first I was panicking; how in the world was I supposed to find all of the things I needed in such a short time? But living near San Francisco does have its perks.
Good evening, my lovely nerdlings!
Do you ever have days where you feel sluggish and tired and unmotivated to do anything besides binge-watching episodes of Supernatural?
I do indeed have those days.
But this week did not consist of those days.
Yes, I am aware that I have been absolutely, positively terrible about posting lately, but I promise that I do indeed have good reason.
Writing makes me very excited.
This, I’m assuming, is at least slightly implied, considering the fact that I am writing right now. On this blog I created myself. On my own time. Generally indication that writing is enjoyed, right?
Either way, being able to craft a story of my own makes me feel powerful in a way, like I can actually do something and put something out into the world. It makes me happy to know that I can do whatever I want with these stories, no matter how ridiculous, because they’re my stories. Of course, showing them to others and wanting to appeal to them is a whole ‘nother story; but when I write for myself, I know I have the freedom to express myself in any way.
It’s not just writing these crazy, slightly insensible stories that gets me excited. There are tons of different styles of writing I enjoy, like drafting essays for school or experimenting with poetry.
And that brings me to the topic of poems.
And poetry slams.
This GIF pretty much sums up how I’ve been feeling this entire week:
Since Sunday, I’ve had this nasty mixture of cold and pollen allergies. My head has been hurting, my stomach has been churning, and I haven’t been able to breathe due to the loads of mucus clogging up my nasal cavity. Yes, yes, I know that I’m being whiny- but we can’t forget that I’m a teenager.