It's fair to say that my mom is one of my closest friends. I mean, not in the Gilmore Girls kind of way, where she acts like she's my age and we get along 98% of the time. I mean, she's my closest friend in the sense that we're hanging out together most of the time, and we enjoy a lot of the same stuff, and she'd rather go shopping with me than with my sister... (what can I say? Lady's got taste!!).
My mom isn't necessarily Lorelai Gilmore: all cutesy and quirky, but she's got her moments. Like when she makes those corny squeaky voices and pretends I'm three. Or when she tries impersonating me impersonating some character, like Hermione. She also isn't Rachael Ray or Martha Stewart or one of those women on TV who bake 24/7 and are crafty. She's a busy woman, but she's also a mean cook. I swear, she could take on Iron Chef Bobby Flay... sure he may be the King of Spices, but she's the Queen of the Kitchen.Today, for example she made some amazing guacamole. And when she's really in the mood, her lasagna and steaks and really anything she makes is awesome.
My mom is easily one of the most amazing people I have ever met. She's smart, creative, funny, strong and she is also very stubborn strong willed, not unlike myself. I think that ever since my parent's marriage entered this kind of Limbo we're in right now, we've become closer. I think that for the two of us it was like some kind of bonding agent. I've always supported her more than my dad, which I'm not entirely sure is right, but it always does seem like the right thing to do.
I LOVE MY MOMMY!!! :*
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It seems the New Year is nearly here... 16 Days to go!!
It's weird in a way. It feels like nothing's really happened, like nothing has actually changed. When I was younger, I always thought a New Year meant at Fresh Start, but it really isn't so. Time just doesn't get set back every New Year. Life doesn't re-start either. All our messes, and issues are still there.
I can look back on this last year and tell you how it has been better/worse than the previous years. This year I've been lonelier. I don't exactly have friends in school, and the friends I do have I talk to online, mostly. (I love you guys!!). Also, I dislike school a lot more. Yesterday, for instance, I was walking Home with my Nina ( a girl with whom I am working on an Algebra project) and we were discussing how our school is anything but the place you get excited about. i don't think I have been remotely excited for high school. in fact, I dread it. I dread class. I dread lunch time. I dread having to sit there surrounded by complete morons. Most of all, I dread math class, because I have got the worst teacher ever.
However, this year has been better than others in the sense that I have a clearer understanding of a lot of things. I have discovered a lot of things I had never known existed, and I love them. I discovered HelloGiggles.com which is a really easy, quirky site for "strong, independent females". I discovered Rookie (rookiemag.com) which is another site aimed mainly at women, although it focuses more on teen-aged girls. I have discovered awesome people like Tavi Gevinson, Editor-in-chief of Rookie, and Carole King, and M. Ward and Frank Sinatra. I have discovered the joys of Tumblr. And most recently actual blogs.
As we near the end of this odd year, 2011, I would like to get this blog going. It will obviously be about Books, who are often my best friends, Bones, which is more than a 'weird' TV show, because it is a source of inspiration (both fanfic-wise as well as life-wise), and the Scattered thouughts that litter my head on a daily basis.
