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?

Soul Destroyer AKA The Fault in Our Stars

In my life I have not had much luck with those of the opposite gender. I have never had any romantic relations with the boys that I have liked which doesn't bother me because A) I am too young and have not had the right circumstances for any great romance in my life, B) I have plenty of other fictional romances to keep me occupied, and C) I am too busy with other things to be involved romantically with boys. Sadly I am totally okay with not having any romance in my life so far, because I have other romances that make me even happier.

Drawing??!!!?!!?!?!?!?!

A lot of popular blogs have been doing cute, funny, little drawing things lately and I just want to say, THEY ARE HARD AS HELL. I decided that I would try to do my first drawing post because I have to admit, they are pretty hilarious, and they don't look too hard. But they are not as easy as they seem. REPEAT: THEY ARE NOT AS EASY AS THEY SEEM. THEY WILL DESTROY YOUR SOUL AND EVERYTHING YOU STAND FOR. I was going to post about my social awkwardness with some drawings but sadly my drawings look like a drunk baby drew them.

The story is fictional, but the pain is real.

If you are looking for a good heartbreak I would recommend that you read The Mortal Instruments series. Here's how the emotional roller coaster of this series goes: It gives you a heart, a perfect heart, then it throws it on the ground, but still it is a perfect heart, growing more and more perfect by the day while it is on the ground, then it steps on it, IT FRICKING SMASHES IT, oh but no wait it bandages it up better than its original state, then it takes it back and cuts it up into little tiny pieces, it steps on it, it catches it on fire, but douses the fire for a quick moment, SO THAT IT CAN THROW IT INTO THE FIERY PITS OF HELL AND IT LET'S IT BURN AND BURN AND BURN, but then it takes it back out, charred and everything, gives it to you bandaged up, burnt to a crisp but still functional, then they decide yolo and take it back, and they squeeze it up, and they still hold possession of it, they probably will do more torture to it too when the new book comes out.

How to Ruin Your Life in 485 Pages

These past two days my life has been completely ruined. I read an amazing book, The Mortal Instruments City of Bones, and although I loved it and couldn't put down it made me so mad I almost don't want to read the next one. It is perfectly written, I love what it is about, and it has the sweetest romance ever in it, but there is one crucial flaw in it.