This is my memory jar. Everyone’s doing it! The idea is to write every good memory down and put it in the jar, then open it up and reminisce on new years eve. I used an old jar, and I stuck 2013 on each side in gold numerals. I hope it fills up!
As we grow up we learn that even the one person that wasn’t supposed to let you down probably will. You’ll have your heart broken, probably more than once and its harder everytime. You’ll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when someone broke yours. You’ll fight with your best friend and maybe even fall in love with them. You’ll blame a new love for things an old one did. You’ll cry because time is passing too fast and eventually you’ll lose someone close to you. So take too many pictures, laugh too much and love like you’ve never been hurt because every 60 seconds you spend angry or upset is a minute of happiness you’ll never get back.
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to everyone 🙂 I will be back shortly after new years 🙂
I don’t know why, but I want to cry.
I don’t know if it’s because I miss someone, or if it’s because I miss having someone.
Maybe it’s because I’ve realised that my best friends and I will never be the same again. We’ve grown apart. More apart than I’ve ever expected us to grow, and more apart than I’ll ever be able to fix. I always knew we would grow apart when we went to Varsity, but that’s still a year away. I say that because I know we will grow apart. One of my best friends won’t go to Varsity, and the other will go to Varsity where ever her boyfriend goes – which means where he gets accepted. And knowing him (and his marks) that means some God-foresaken place in the middle of nowhere.
And cue the tragic music that plays while we all say long soppy good-byes before we all go our separate ways, promising to stay in touch. At first we’ll call and text regularly, but then we’ll meet new friends and start going to new places, start making new memories. Then we’ll only talk on birthdays, and we won’t text or see each other. Eventually we’ll stop talking all together. 20 years later we’ll run into each other in some random place, and talk like old times and catch up, before we realise that we no longer have anything in common, the way we did 20 years ago. Maybe we didn’t even connect in the period of time we were friends – maybe we didn’t have anything in common then either. Maybe the only thing we had in common in the first place was that we were all at school together at the same time in the same hell-ish school. Then, after our seeing each other 20 years later, we’ll promise to call and catch up properly and stay in contact. But even as we stand there we know that we won’t. We’ll walk away again, feeling sad about lost friendship and lost memories, but at the same time we just won’t care anymore.
But that’s just a hypothetical situation. We’d have to still be friends by the time we get to the point of going to Varsity. And by the looks of things now, that won’t be the case. Unless we end up in some of each other’s classes next year, we’re going down. And we won’t end up in the same classes together. My one friend and I barely take any of the same subjects, and the other one and I are sort of on the no contact list, which means that we probably won’t be in the same classes even though we take most subjects alike.
Both of my best friends have boyfriends and both of them have changed because of it. Both have been dating for more than a year, and I like both guys, but there’s just something that gets to me. One of my friends compromised her morals and slept with her boyfriend. I’m okay with the fact that she did it, it’s not my choice to make, but I think less of her now because of the reason she used to compromise her morals to sleep with him. My other friend has completely lost her personality because of her relationship. It started off slowly, but lately it’s become more and more noticeable. Except for me, she has no friends that are not somehow linked to her boyfriend. She’s friends with his friend’s girlfriends, and if they break up, she’s no longer friends with them.
Who knows what next year will bring? We’ll figure it out when we get there.
Lots of love,
“Which of us has not felt that the character we are reading in the printed page is more real than the person standing beside us?”
– Cornelia Funke
“In life, you learn lessons. Sometimes you learn them the hard way, and sometimes you learn them too late.”
– Taylor Swift
This week has been insane!! We had final dress rehearsals this week for a show we are doing for the music department to raise funds for a hockey astro. We are performing a broadway number as well as the nutcracker ballet, and I have never been so stressed!!
Wish me luck!!
Lots of love
PS: only 316 days to go!!
So recently I came across a really cool idea for a DIY rotating to-do list and I decided to give it a try. I can’t remember which blog I originally got it from, but I do still have the original post. Here it is along with a picture of my attempt.
Here’s an easy way to keep track of the every-rotating lists of goals we all have!
You’ll need post-it notes, a pencil, markers, a ruler, and an 11 x 14 inch piece of bristol board or heavy card stock.
Start by sketching out a simple layout with your pencil. I left a half-inch border around the entire design, then added a 4.5 x 10 inch rectangle at the top of the page. Use the bottom section of the page to add six three inch squares, evenly spaced. And one more square inside the rectangle, too!
Now you can use your markers to fill in the design with lettering, doodles, borders, or whatever you like!
Next you need to decide on the time frame for your goals – are these weekly goals, things you want to accomplish this month, this season? It’s up to you, and you can always change it because you can switch out the post-it note whenever you like. I decided to make my goals for the week this time.
Now fill in your goal squares with more post-its. You can put the most pressing goals first, and order the rest in terms of importance. Remove the goals as they are accomplished so you can keep track of your progress : )
I used a little silver clip to hang my list where I can see it as I work.
Here’s a picture of mine:
Don’t worry. You may think you’ll never get over it, but you also thought it would last forever.
– Taylor Swift
Imagination, the perfect form of escapism.
knitting, crafting, and loving life