Stunned.

When I walked back into room 33 this year, I too believed it would be just like last year.
A family.
A home away from home.
I was naive.

Very few people took this class for genuine reasons. For most it was all fake.
An easy A.
A place to talk with their friends.
Purely selfish reasons.

Room 33 has turned into just another class.
A place for people to do the minimum amount of work,
share their writing, and kick back and ignore everyone else.

It literally makes me cringe to see the 'don't give a shit' attitude that some people plaster on their faces like a mask.
They don't care about this class, or the people in it.
Their text, is more important.
Their topic, is easier to write on.
Their conversation, is dire.

Everyone in this class deserves respect. They deserve to be listened to.
I always listen to the stories someone takes the time to write.
I always clap after people are done sharing, even if that means pushing aside my own writing and putting my pen down.
Because that's what families do.

But, then again, we aren't a family.
We're a class.
An easy A.
A cop out.
A disappointment.

Bri.

Prom.

Dear asshole at prom,

Thanks for leaving your super pointy and sharp lollipop stick on the ground. It totally didn't stab the side of my foot. And my foot totally doesn't hurt now thanks to you.

                                                                                    Sincerely,
                                                                                             Bri.


*Other than that prom was okay. The music they played wasn't really my taste, but overall I'm glad that I went :)

Graduation.

Thirteen years.
Thirteen years of memories, of laughter, of tears, of hard work.
Thirteen years of broken pencils, of school projects, of lost assignments.
Thirteen years of first kisses, of crushes, of breakups.
Thirteen years of best friends, of enemies, of favorite teachers.
Thirteen years of learning, living, and growing up.

I will never forget those thirteen years.
Of crying silently the first day of kindergarten.
Of meeting my best friend in sixth grade.
Of driving around with my brothers and best friends, listening to 'Jet'.
Of saying goodbye to elementary school on May 29th, 2007.
Of entering high school, expecting it to be more than it turned out to be.
Of abandoning my morals and values when I was a sophomore.
Of losing two important people in my life when I was a junior
Of finding out who I am as a senior.

In one month, these last thirteen years, will be over.
I'll say goodbye to my tidy locker.
To my family in room 33.
To life as I know it.

These thirteen years will be a thing of the past, but I will never forget.

List No. 3

1. I hate watching sports, mostly because I feel bad for the team that loses.
2. I love makeup (specifically MAC cosmetics) but I hate getting up to put it on for school.
3. I ALWAYS have at least one book with me, there are currently 3 in my purse.
4. I have a bad habit of pursing and licking my lips.
5. I rarely drink soda, pretty much all I drink is water.
6. I hate plain milk and orange juice.
7. When I was little, I used to hide behind the couch at "scary" parts in movies. Like in Matilda when Trunchbull jumped from the second floor to the first floor. Scary!
8. I cry at pretty much any movie: Toy Story 3, Moulin Rouge!, Titanic, even some of the Harry Potter movies.
9. My role models are my parents, Sarra Manning, and J.K. Rowling.
10. I eat cough drops like candy.
11. I love Christmas lights a little too much.
12. I have eight miniature tea sets that belonged to my grandmother.
13. Most of the jewelry I own was once my grandmother's.
14. I loved Billy Gilman songs when I was little. I don't listen to him anymore, but I could probably still sing along with him if you played any of his songs for me.
15. I desperately want my own apartment.
16. I'm very outspoken once you get to know me well enough.
17. I have 5,621 pictures saved on my computer.

Your turn :)

Bri.

Blank.

I honestly can't think of anything much to blog about.
I'm sleepy and I want to read, so I'm going to post some pictures that I like, I'm becoming obsessed with Tumblr ;)











Now I'm off to read :)

Bri.

Monster.

You are the big bad wolf.
And I'm clearly little red riding hood.
The dumb, stupid, naive fool who continues to bolt straight to you.
No matter the circumstances.
No matter the consequences.
I skip along, oblivious to the world around me.
You crouch, your sharp claws and ferocious teeth bared.
You're ready to eat me whole.

And I'm letting you.

Bri.

Me.

1. I sometimes put makeup on at 3 in the morning, even though I'm not going anywhere.
2. Very few people have seen me when my hair is natural and not straightened.
3. I LOVE cleaning my room
4. I quote movies a little bit too often.
5. I've never been camping, but am finally going this Summer :)
6. I dislike meat, but I'm not a vegetarian
7. I'm hardly shy, I'm actually really loud and obnoxious.
8. I consider myself an insomniac... that or a vampire.
9. I spend A LOT of time with my family.
10. My bestest friend is Nicole Leanne Coburn.
11. I feel bad giving away stuffed animals.
12. I recently learned to sew and am now learning to crochet.
13. I desperately want to learn French.
14. My favorite movies are Moulin Rouge, Marie Antoinette, Burlesque, Sucker Punch, and Amelie.
15. My favorite tv shows are Gilmore Girls, Degrassi, Sex and the City, Golden Girls, My Fair Wedding, and Gossip Girl.
16. My favorite author is Sarra Manning.
17. I have a wall in my room dedicated to Audrey Hepburn.
18. I enjoy spending my weekends singing, dancing, and watching movies.
19. My phone is hardly EVER turned on.
20. I prefer older music to new music.
21. I like lists.

Your turn. :)

Bri.