My Lifehood
1. Procrastinated on birth (I would come to regret this later)
2. fooled around for a few years
3. Foolishly asked for a little brother
4. recieved a little sister
5. but then she was cute so I was okay with this(key word: 'was')
6. Grade 3 hits, and I begin to question the usefulness of school and realize the meaninglessness of putting in effort for this school nonsense
7. suffer through the rest of elementary school
8. Learns the flute in middle school
9. Other than flute-playing, fails middle school life in all aspects
10. realizes my birth procrastination was the reason I had a birthday on the worst possible day out of 1461 other possible birth-days
11. Realizes I will become a future hobo living on the streets when I get out of the hell that is school.
12. suffers through high school with no actual ambition
13. Grade 11 tells me to become an author
14. Realizes what it means to be an introvert and why I suffered through school all this time
15. Suffered greatly though university applications
16. got accepted into what people call the real world
17. realizes yet again that I will become a future hobo on the streets, if I don't become an author
18. Gets a job and suffers
19. Second year-dilema/disastor/apocalyptic kill-me-now level catastrophe
20. Recovery: Self-resurection + more procrastination
21. finished my book... (like two days ago)
22. working on edits as of now.
Later...
23. will find a publisher before step 20's procrastination awakens and kicks me in the face
don't ask^
My Life Until Now
Forced my mother to be in labor for 48 hours
Went to preschool
Met my two best friends
Begged for little sister
Cried when told I was getting a little sister
Kindergarten!
Didn’t know anyone
Met a new best friend
Was bullied
First grade!
Best friend I met in kindergarten started being mean to me
Met a girl that really wanted to be my friend
Tried to ignore said girl because I thought she was weird
Second grade!
Quit gymnastics
Start piano
Meet guy that is so creative I can't even
Start writing
Become friends with weird girl
Third grade!
Start horse riding
Quit softball
Quit soccer
Move
Back to knowing no one
Fourth grade!
Meet a few friends
Have the worst teacher imagionable
Fifth grade!
Meet new friend
Become closer with old friend
Start dancing at new studio
Sixth grade!
One friend moves
Only close friend isn’t in any of my classes
Meet new friends again
Quit piano
Start playing flute
Seventh grade!
Most of my friends are in my classes!
Have the best teacher ever
Eighth grade!
Join a small group of students created by my mom
Become really close with some of those people
Start writing more regularly than ever
Get a boyfriend
Finally happy
Life
My mother is in labour for many hours on New Year's Eve.
I come out and start to grow!
I won't eat.
Lots of doctor's appointments.
I am two years old, moving across the country where my little sister is born.
I am three years old, moving back across the country.
We move to the state next to us, where my little brother is born.
I am attending preschool with mean teachers and only two other girls in the class.
I swim at the local Y.
I take tours of the NAVY ship my dad is the captain of.
I am outside for hours stomping in puddles in the Spring.
I move back to the original state and I start kindergarten.
I make a few friends.
I discover my love for dancing at the local dance school.
First grade and I still have those friends.
Not much else happens.
Second grade is the same.
Third grade is cool. My teacher is the best and discover my drawing skills. The people I really want to hang out with through elementary school are apparent to me.
Fourth grade I get separated from everyone I like and the class is crazy. Substitute teachers every other day.
Fifth grade is hard. I have to say goodbye.
Hello, middle school!
I realize there are mean and nice girls and I can't be friends with both.
I realize school is important.
I find my true friends.
Seventh grade is a ride.
I start to grow up and mature.
I start to realize I am not straight, nor are many of my friends.
I don't care about school.
Eighth grade is a little cool but really dramatic.
The girls I thought were not dramatic hold a lot up in their head.
People talk behind my back.
A boy comes along and ruins everything even though he's beautiful.
I realize studying is important.
I apply for an arts high school so I can study music for the rest of my life.
I get accepted.
Wonder what will happen next?
Life
I am born eight days late.
I celebrate my first halloween and christmas.
I am one.
My brother is born.
I am two.
I split my forehead open on a door.
I am three.
I begin to dance.
My parents divorce.
I move.
I am four.
I begin preschool and make friends.
I am five.
I begin to play soccer.
I begin kindergaren and make new friends.
I begin to read.
I am six.
I am in a class with no one I know.
I make new friends.
I read.
My youngest brother is born
I am seven.
I complete the first book in the Harry Potter series.
I am eight.
I read.
I quit playing soccer.
I am nine.
I make new friends.
I audition for the school play.
I read.
I am ten.
I LOVE school.
I read.
I am eleven.
I enter middle school.
I become quiet and reserved.
I discover my love for science.
I make new friends.
I read.
I am twelve.
I make new friends and become more talkative.
I read.
I am thirteen.
I make new friends.
I begin to talk a lot more.
I read.
I LOVE school.