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THE POST OF THE CENTURY!

Get it? My first post was The Blog of the Century and because this will be my last post it will be the post of a century! Its a fun end to my blog. I would continually post but when the summer is here I am doing nothing that will remind me of this year, because this year was hell. I also will forget and I don't have the attention span to sit down each week over the summer and write a blog post, I can barely do it now for a grade.

My brain is whack

I would like to start off this post by telling everyone reading this that mental illnesses do not define people. The chemicals in their brain may be out of whack but they are not broken, they are still people. People can not control their mental illnesses like people can not control their cancer or diabetes or any other physical illness.

Mental illnesses SUCK

*Sorry that this post isn't fandom, but I have tons to write about that isn't very fandom, but I find them very interesting so yeah, you can deal*

Okay so now to my post. This is going to be more about my time at the hospital and the people that I was so fortunate to meet there. I am just going to say that I met the most interesting people I have ever met there. I wish that I hadn't met them under such unfortunate circumstances, but, oh well, I'm still glad that I met them.

My little adventure...

Okay so my adventure actually wasn't so little. On February 3rd, 2013 I was admitted to the University Neuropsychiatric Institute, at 11:00 pm, at the University of Utah. My life changed forever from that day on.

What's so bad about different?

"You are weird." When I was younger those three words were like music to my ears. I truly loved being weird and I never saw anything wrong with it. People would call me weird, mean or not I didn't care, and I would grin from ear to ear and thank them. It was the best compliment that I could get when I was younger but it quickly changed once I went into sixth grade. I never knew that being weird and different was bad, it never came to mind because in elementary school it wasn't, but in sixth grade things changed drastically from my life in elementary school. 

Procrastination! A story of my life

I'm pretty sure that every person in the history of blogs ever has posted about procrastination but here is another one, one about me. There are many reasons that I procrastinate but the top two are: I have lost all motivation to do basically everything in my life, and why do homework when I could be on tumblr/watch youtube/watch netflix until two in the morning?