Ups and Downs

When I woke up this morning, I looked at my bedside table and saw a purple dry-erase marker. Picking it up, I twirled it on my fingers for a moment before looking at the dry-erase board I've been decorating during the three years I've had it. So I uncapped the marker and wrote 'Happy Birthday Aniki' in what most would consider neat cursive. I personally think it's chicken scratch.

For those of you who don't know what 'aniki' means, it's Japanese for 'older brother'. I have more than one, but this one, Travis, was that brother I very rarely got along with. I have very conflicting feelings regarding my brother, and I hope he's doing okay in Iraq for the third time. Today makes him twenty-one. Go Army!

I picked up Skin Trade by Laurell K. Hamilton again. It's the latest in her Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter series. But instead of waiting on a paperback, I was a little too impatient and bought the hard copy about a week after it came out. Sadly, that is the only hard-copy I have of the series. I've always been diligent about keeping a steady pattern of paperback and hard copies, but this completely threw off the rhythm. I own a lot of books. A majority of them, I will admit, are paperback. They are just easier to carry around, in my opinion.

Speaking of books, I should return the two I borrowed from my friend... She's a girl I rather admire, actually. I wouldn't... mind asking her out. But that feels like a big jump to me. I don't know if I'm ready for another relationship. But, it's nice being her friend anyway.

Occupying Time

Today was rather slow. I spent most of it here, in my room. Last night, my friend asked me if I wanted to go to a college football game with her. But from yesterday morning's endeavors, my mother told me I was not to leave the house for the night. She (the friend) sent me a text earlier, asking if I wanted to spend the night. But while I was getting ready to leave, she informed me that one of her tires had gone flat. Fortunately there's help with her now.


I rented the fifth season of House, M.D. a couple hours ago. I watched three episodes, and it's just as amazing as I hoped it would be. I've always been interested in the medical field, even wanted to be a nurse or doctor throughout my childhood. Other things I aspired to be like a scientist, lawyer, or veterinarian; they were just as interesting.

Pushing aside that little tangent... I have the choice to spend the night at my friend's, or sit here in my room on Skype and talk to friends. At this rate, however, the latter seems less likely. It's just an idea. I just hope that if I do decide to stay, I don't wind up regretting it. Perhaps I'll just read with my things packed to pass the time, and see what happens.

Starting Again

Hello everyone.

It kind of feels like I'm just posting an apology for those who read my previous blog. I guess that wouldn't work out if you all don't know who I am, let alone knew that I had a blog once upon a time...

But that's all in the past now.

The basics to the average teenager's blog would be to mention a few things about what's going on in my life, huh? I mean, a majority of the time that's what teenagers blog about; their lives. People they get along with and people they wish would rot in hell. How their parents treat them. How many pets they have or how much they wish they had one. How their school is and what kind of student they are. Or you could stick to the simplistic description of what that teenager does and doesn't like.

That seems like a suitable job for a profile outline. But people often repeat themselves.

This is becoming a rather awkward first post... I don't know if I would get any readers or any kind of feedback from the people who take the time to look for other people with insight or significance to the internet. The basis of this, I guess, would be that I'm just a teenager. I'm not a superhero. I'm not a rockstar. I'm not a soap opera actor. I'm not even an Honors Student or head cheerleader at my school. I'm just a kid.

And this kid is trying to get by on what she can, because if she gave it her best shot, then no further effort is required of her.