Reading = Happiness

For some odd reason in the last few weeks I have become obsessed with reading again. It makes me happy to, because I have missed that joy of sitting down and reading and getting absorbed in it.

This could have an obvious source, and that would be Harry Potter. The final movie came out midnight this morning, and it is definately the end of the era. I have not seen it yet, I am waiting until later in the week, but I am sure it will be a difficult experience for me. I have literally grown up with the characters (movie time line, not book), so for me it is especially hard. I remember watch The Sorcerors Stone for the first time, I was in fourth grade when it came out and when it finally released on DVD I remember begging my dad to go buy it, and he did. I still have the my original VHS copy of the movie tucked away on my shelf. I became so enthralled by this movie, the cute boys, and Hermione, this girl who I could scarily relate too. I had always been a fiction and science fiction nut, thanks to my dad, and the plot and creatures amazed me. From that moment on I was in love. It took me almost a year to start reading the books, because when the movie came out I was not th reader I am now. I went to Packwood, a little mountain town, for their swap meet over labor day weekend. During the weekend I met the grand daughter of one of my mom and stepdads friends, and we were attached at the hip for the rest of the weekend. One night I slept in her tent with her, like a camping sleep over, and before going to bed she read out loud the book she was reading, The Chamber of Secrets. I was so surprised as to how much I enjoyed even just the first few chapters of the book, any book really. When I returned home I immediatly checked it out from my school library, and by the end of the year I had gotten completly caught up with the series. That year the second movie also came out, and it just furthered my love for the series. Every year since I either got a new book in the series (up until 2007) or a new movie, and I am proud to say I am a Potterhead through and through. So the series ending, book and movie, I am a little emotional. Okay, a lot emotional. I have other series to follow, however, Harry Potter is the series that made me fall in love with reading. And without my love for reading, I fell for writing.

Okay, enough about that.

Like Garfield on a Monday

Monday's, they definitely are an anomaly. Its the first official day of the week, that day you begrudgingly go back to work or school. For me, in high school at least, it was that day that felt like an obstacle. The odd thing is though, that Tuesdays aren't much better, they tend to be just as boring. Wednesday is the day in the week where time gets tolerable, its that hump day, from there on out you know that the weekend is almost their. But nothing beats the feeling you get on Friday. Rebbecca Black may get a lot of flack for her song, but in truth it does capture the feeling of Friday almost spot on. Friday's give you that feeling of accomplishment, you survived another week. Not to mention its the day that the party part of the week begins. Its the peak of the week.

On to what happened in my day. It started off as many of my days have for the last few weeks, late. I woke up, brushed my teeth, and began sitting and watching TV with my mom and step dad. I made lunch, and then sat and read the manga "Ouran High School Host Club".

Speaking of which, I might as well discuss my love for this series. This last week I came across it on Netflix while browsing, and with having had good experience with a few animes before, I decided to watch it. By the end of the next day I had finished both seasons, realizing how good it was. The show ended rather abruptly, and I was of course interested in what happened next. Initially I intended to go to Barnes and Noble and buy a few of the manga, but I got impatient and decided to look it up online. To my utter joy I found it, and now I am on chapter 42, which I think is in the eighth volume. I still plan to by hard copies of it, because I know I will want to read it again someday.

The first anime I watched was Inuyasha, a first time watchers go to. I enjoyed it as well. But after watching Love Hena, I realized that I liked comedic based ones far more then the drama.

Now I am waiting for the missionaries to come and go, and maybe to watch some prime time television with my family. Just another day in my life.

M is for mornings, which I wish wouldn't come.

O is for over, which I wish it would be.

N is for never-ending, which is how it feels.

D is for daydream, which I know I will do.

A is for antsy, which I know that I am all day.

Y is for yawn, which happens several times.

Miss USA Pageant

As you can probably tell from the title, I, like many other Americans right now, am watching the Miss USA Pageant, I already know who wins, but its still fun to watch. And I am happy to announce my favorite wins, which is something that oddly happens a lot. I kind of love the concept of the Miss USA pageant, its a good idea. I think its a commendable thing to acknowledge these women for being poised, talented, and beautiful. So many people bash on this competition, and it makes me sad that people totally miss the point. I know I couldn't do what these women do, so I am amazed.

Today was a nice day. We had a BBQ for fathers day and my step brothers, who I rarely get to see, came over. We all ate a nice meal and laughed and joked. It made me happy.

Other then that I don't really have much to say.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,

Confidence is the key.

Love yourself and be bolder,

And then everyone will see.

New Beginnings

Wow, new beginnings. . . That's a phrase I have seemed to use a lot today. I guess that is mostly what I am hoping for: a fresh start. This last year feels almost non-existent, like it did not happen. I know why it feels this way too. Honestly, what did I accomplish in this last year? I took unimportant classes, only a single college level course to be exact. Nothing rather impressive there.

I managed to spend a majority of my time by myself, with the exception of my family, and a pretty much weekly visit from Sierra. I most definitely have been a social recluse. Its not completely my fault, but I know I need to take some responsibility for my lack of a social life this past year. I thought graduating from high school was going to be a mind boggling thing.

I assumed that my life would take off, and I was disappointed to say the least when it didn't. But here I am, only days from turning nineteen. With this birthday I am ready to embark on a new journey in my life. By the end of this month I will have started in a new school, University of Phoenix online. But that is not the only change that's going to happen. I am also stepping foot into a new career path.

Do not think though that I haven't given much thought to my new major, because I have. To be honest, it is a career I have considered since I was in elementary school. Psychology is a great field, with so many options for me to choose from. At this moment in time I am leaning towards becoming a social worker, but who knows how I will feel in a year from now.

Something else is on the horizon for me as well, I don't know exactly what it is, but I can feel it. I am nervous and excited for what the future holds for me, but I am ready to embrace it like an old friend. So I will leave you with a little poem,

I see my path,

Now shrouded in mist,

And I walk into it blindly.

Although I do not know

Where this road will lead,

I hope it will treat me kindly.