Life and Crime

I was recently reading through some of my previous blog posts, and I read one where I wrote "This blog is beginning to become an every day thing."
Yeah, that is 100% not true, because "Life and Girls" and this post were my first posts in March, and March is nearly over.
Anyhow, I have lots of homework to do and I probably shouldn't even be on the computer right now, but I needed to write about some recent stuff and this seemed like the best place to do it.

The first thing I want to get off my mind is that a friend of mine recently moved away from my school, and, up until today, I didn't even know where he was. Today I just found out that he moved to Hobbema, Alberta, which apparently is very well known for high crime rates. 
Needless to say, that scared me a little bit.

The second thing I wanted to get off my mind was that I've been feeling slightly less nostalgic than yesterday, but I still feel a slight yearning for the past.

Life And Girls

As you may have read, I recently did a blog post called "Life And Boys". Normally, I wouldn't have even thought to do a post like this, however, because of recent events, I feel that this post is not only appropriate but necessary.

Girls can be mean, in fact, a lot of girls are just downright mean girls. There wouldn't be a whole movie about it if it wasn't true. 

Today I read one of my old best friend's blogs. She posted it on Facebook, and I sat here for a good half hour, just scrolling through every post and reading what she had to say. She's a dedicated, hardcore Christian who moved back to B.C. at the end of seventh grade. She came to Alberta in 6th grade because her dad was studying at a Bible college in my town. And in those two years, we did everything together. Some of my best memories with her were as simply as dancing in the rain and then coming inside and playing Super Smash Brothers with her. And I was always Kurby.

It's been a long time since those days, and we've both gone our separate ways now. We still talk, but it's never the same as it used to be. Sometimes I wish that I could go back, just for a day, and remember what it was like to live in a time when drama was simple. When life was simple.

I'm a junior now, in high school and I still live in Alberta. People have come and gone from my life just as seasons change throughout the year, but I've remained here, in this small little town, finding comfort with the people that have been here the longest. It's hard to get attached to someone to just have them move away, like my best friends have over the years.

Anyways, I didn't create this post just to rant about the past and make readers feel nostalgic. I wrote this post because I got inspired by this old friend of mine, who still, after all of these years, manages to make me smile. She was always an inspiration to me. She always encouraged me to do my best and be my best, and I am so thankful that I got to know her, even if it was only for a short period of time.

The other issue that has been on my mind today was a recent fight with one of my other best friends. I first met her in eighth grade (after transferring schools) and we have been close ever since. That is, up until she started dating her current boyfriend. Time has passed and our differences have pulled us apart. A recent fight made me consider who my real friends are in life. And to that question, I have no real answer. I could name a few people that have always been there for me, but I don't know if they always will be. If there's anything that time has taught me it's that people are temporary. Some are in your life longer than others, but everyone will fade away eventually. Next year I'll graduate and go off to University, and I'll make new friends and have new experiences. And everyone here will fade away.

I hope that I can stay close with the people that I've met over the years, but I'm not going to expect it. I've learned that people change, they move away and life goes on. No matter what, life goes on. 

Life & Boys

Alright, so I'm here today to write about boys. Of course it will be like all of my other posts, where I won't just talk about boys and I'll talk about other stuff too. But for today my focus is males.

Anyways, I've been single for approximately 10 months. And in these 10 months I haven't really had a crush. That is, I haven't like any male enough to pursue him.

I'm just waiting for the right one to come along, that's all.

And, especially lately, the boys that I know have been exceptionally immature, chauvinistic and arrogant, making me think that perhaps 17 is not the perfect age to pursue a guy. At least, not right now 17. Maybe in a few months when I've fallen head over heels for some tall, dark stranger 17. Maybe then.

17 is a beautiful age. So beautiful, in fact, that there's a magazine named after it. You're still young, still in high school, still living the life, you hold the maturity that 16 didn't, however you don't hold the responsibility that 18 does. It's a nice age to be.

Life & Basketball

This blog is turning into an everyday thing. I know that it's incredibly quick for me to say that, but for the past  3 days I've been writing here like there's no tomorrow. Writing, and enjoying writing.

Anyways, even though this post is titled Life And Basketball, to be completely honest I probably won't talk a lot about basketball. The only reason I felt like I should title this entry that is because a) I just got back from a basketball game (Which we won, in case you were wondering) and b) I had no better ideas to title it.

I have to admit that my life has subtly changed these past few months. I'm not sure exactly why, but I'm thinking it's possibly due to the fact that I'm growing older, and I'm finally starting to realize that. I need to grow up, stop backstabbing and get my life in order. Another reason why my life has changed is because my ex-boyfriend changed me drastically. He told me that I was beautiful, and yet there was so much wrong with us. When we were dating I used to hate country music, and now it's all I listen to.

Anyways, I'm not here to rant about my relationship, because hell, I do enough of that on figment. I'm over it, it was almost a year ago (in April) since we broke up, and it's time to  move on. It's just hard to move on when there's no one to move on to. But that doesn't bother me much.

"And I miss you, without you I just don't fit in...
I know we're through, but I wish that we could try it again."
-Hunter Hayes. <3

Life & Politics

Well, here I am with some free time at my computer. Blogging, here I come.

I never really know what to write on these things. On Figment my work is fiction 80% of the time, but usually when one blogs they don't write about fantasy things, they write about their life. So I guess this is the best I can do. 

I worked today, I'm a waitress at a restaurant. It's a great job, and I enjoy working, but sometimes I just think there's gotta be more than this. There has got to be more to life then working a dead-end job at a restaurant. I want to travel the world, discover new things, places, meet new people. I know that some people are satisfied to work a 9-5 job, get married and settle down with kids, but I want so much more than that. 

Perhaps my expectations of life are unrealistic, but I just want to live life to the fullest, all the time. 

I'm not afraid of hard work. I know some people say that they hate school, they hate their job, they don't want to work but personally I enjoy school. I love to learn new things. Sure, sometimes it gets a little boring but without it society would be dumber than it already is. (Ouch!) Perhaps I am just a rare person, but I think that people should always be challenged in their jobs, their schoolwork and their goals. 

I want my job to be a challenge. Something that requires thinking instead of a job where I can just put my mind on autopilot. I love to argue, so I think that being a politician would suit me. 

Introduction

Welcome To The Blog

Greetings to anyone who has stumbled across this blog. As an avid writer on sites like Figment, English class and my journal, I have decided that perhaps I should start a blog. After all, blogs are 'the cool thing to do nowadays' right? And what better what to display all of thoughts than to post it on the web for all to see? 

Anyways, there is really no purpose to this blog. No strong thoughts that I need to get out or anything like that, I just wanted to write. I called this blog "figmentlife" because, as I pointed out before, I am an avid writer on Figment.com. For anyone who doesn't have an account on that site I would strongly recommend it. However, figment is more about posting fiction/fantasy stories than blogging, which brings me here. 

A Little About Me

I am a seventeen year old girl from Alberta, Canada, and I am trying to keep my life on track. I love to read and write, I play basketball and the piano. I also love to debate. Call me weird if you will, but I get a certain satisfaction when I can prove my point to other people. I am very strongly opinionated about certain topics, and I'm also outgoing enough to argue with anyone who decides to try to stand up against me.

I want to pursue a career in politics or sociology. I love the idea of politics, and I love the idea of making a difference. I've had many people tell me that 'politics is boring' or 'your life is going to suck' but it doesn't bother me all that much. To each their own. 

My Posts

In conclusion, this blog will basically just be an overview of my life. I hope to write in it at least once a week, and just explain some of my thoughts and issues, as well as my achievements and goals. This blog is more for me than anyone else, but if you happen to stumble across it, I hope that you will enjoy reading it.