Making Summer Count; Day Twelve

It's so hard to post sometimes, because I choose to post late at night... And by the time I post, I can't actually remember the morning. So I have to really, really search my memory to give you guys an accurate review of my day. Gosh. Well, that's how it's going to be, because I'm not changing my ways. :]

Okay, my mom bought me this new book yesterday, Dancing in the Fire. It's set in 19th century Paris- specifically, the Paris Opera House. There's a little ballerina. Her name is Sylvie. I'm not extremely far in the book, but I'm far enough to know she's finally starting to have the life she's always dreamed as far as ballet, but now it's only going downhill because of the war with Prussia. It seems really good!

If you don't know, I'm in love with the 19th century. I love the art, the clothes, the whole essence. It's my favorite time period! Well, 1800s-1930s. (My second favorite is when the dinosaurs existed. :) ) And it isn't only the 19th century America, but world-wide. It was lovely. I guess that's a suckish time period for me to like, though. Because I'm black, and that's the time period during slaves. I've never really thought about the 19th century like that until I was talking to a friend earlier, and she was like, "I hope you don't like 19th century AMERICA." I knew what she was implying immediately, but still... It was kind of a shock. I wasn't expecting that, because whenever I daydreamed about the 19th century, slavery never came up. If I'm honest, I never daydreamed about southern America. It was always New York, or England, or France... I won't let this little oil spill over my dream, though. And that's the snag, you know? Many times, I would have a really cool thought, aspiration, image going for me in my head. I'd be really into it, the thought. It'd have the tiniest embellishments of a bigger beauty, until someone comes around and says something to me that'd ruin it all. The grandeur of the dream would be crushed, and I'd forever rue the moment I revealed my personal dreams. Somethings you should keep to yourself.

I'm also really into ballerinas! Every time I go to see a ballet, during the whole performance I wonder how different my life would be if I'd stuck to ballet. The girls who do it still are so beautiful, and graceful, and elegant. They're wonderful to watch. :] I think I'm actually going to purchase a tutu. Don't make me regret telling you guys that. Isn't that a wonder?

Have fun you guys, and enjoy life.

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Making Summer Count; Day Two

Today. What a day! It all started with me waking up at 6am. I fell asleep that night at my laptop, so naturally, when I woke up, I checked my emails, read the chats I fell asleep on, and played a few games of FreeCell.

Eventually, I went back to sleep for another two hours. I ended up having a really good dream about my friend, Paul. In the dream, he realized I was in love with him. We were in math class, and he pulled me aside to a corner in the room. I asked what was this all about, and he said, "I finally realized you're in love with me." And then we began to make out. :)

I woke up from that amazing dream to realize that I needed to clean my room. It was really messy because I have birthday gifts everywhere, and all the notebooks from my locker. I spent over three frustrating hours cleaning that room. NOT FUN. It's ok, though, because I ended up redecorating, and my room is clean, and people can walk around.

After the clean fest, I chatted with my friend, Jamie. She led me to this site called Gives Me Hope. It's a site where people post stories about their lives that has given them hope. I really liked the site, because the stories posted were deep, and put a smile to my face. My favorite was a story about a person who's little sister married a deaf person. The site was so nice, I ended up checking out one of their partner sites, Six Billion Secrets. Six Billion Secrets is a site were people post their secrets. The saddest one to me was the one about a guy who doesn't love a cancer patient. You should really check out the site.

Last, but not least, I also made my day count by showing my siblings that I loved them. We hung out today with my grandma and mom. I showed them again, that even thought we don't live with each other, I still love them unconditionally. Isn't that a wonder?

To check out the two sites: http://www.givesmehope.com/ ; http://www.sixbillionsecrets.com/

Enjoy smiling. :D