I Do What I Want

After about a week, I’ve come to the conclusion that prolonged writing challenges are ridiculous. I started to write a post for day 8: pet peeves, actually on time I believe, but I just didn’t want to talk about pet peeves. I’m not interested in that and neither is anyone else. I’m just gonna write about what I feel inspired to write about. Hence the title.

So, a situation happened. I was involved in something slightly scandalous. In today’s culture, not really a big deal. However, it was a big deal to me. I’m not going to go into detail, but I’d like to talk about some aspects of it.

For example, the following day, I was pretty down in the dumps. Pretty much full out goth. I looked goth, I even acted goth. I hardly laughed or smiled at all. (Is that goth or emo?) Anyway, anyone who knows me, know that that’s basically the anti-Wanda. I used to joke about how I could never be emo or goth because I laugh too much. That was not the case this time. On a side note, I pull off goth (or emo) quite well.

(This is the part where I start to get religious.)

That night, at church, this acquaintance of mine said God put me on her heart and asked to pray with me. Oh. My. Goodness. Everything she said lined up perfectly with everything, and nothing she said wasn’t relevant. (Queue my bajillionth breakdown of the week.)

I was really fighting within myself about telling my parents. I wanted to so much, but I was scared to. I was very close to doing so. Then I learned some others knew, and I figured my parents would know regardless. So finally, I had enough courage, and I talked to my parents. They were disappointed, but very understanding. I think that soon my relationship with them will be better than ever, once we’ve made it through this.

I don’t know if it was just the fear of them finding out that drove me to finally tell them (knowing me, it probably was) but I’m thankful for how things happened. I’m still a little anxious about facing people and all that fun stuff, but now that it’s out in the open, I can begin the healing process, which is something I’ve needed for quite awhile. It’s a rough process, but I can almost breathe again. I haven’t been myself in a very long time, but maybe now I can be.

To the other person involved, if you’re reading this, and I hope you are, I’d like to apologize. If I could, I’d change a lot of things that I did. I haven’t got a clue what the future holds, but whatever happens, I’m okay with it. I hope you are, too. I’ll be praying for you, and I’d like to ask that you pray for me as well. It’s not a good thing that happened, but I believe great things can come of it, depending on how we react. Perhaps I’m being dramatic, but then again maybe I’m not. Sin is a big deal, and we’ve both done a lot of that. I don’t really know how you feel about all of this, but no matter what, ebeye yie (it will be well). Remember that.

Romans 6

12Let not sin therefore reign in your mortal body, that ye should obey it in the lusts thereof. 13Neither yield ye your members as instruments of unrighteousness unto sin: but yield yourselves unto God, as those that are alive from the dead, and your members as instruments of righteousness unto God. 14For sin shall not have dominion over you: for ye are not under the law, but under grace.


Two Birds with One Stone


I completely forgot to post yesterday.

I was too busy staring at the clock waiting to go to work.

Anyway, day seven real quick, then right into day eight.

Day Seven: Favorite Books

700 Inviting Home Plans. Oh, you meant books with words? The Ranger’s Apprentice series is amazing. But man. I love the book Ender’s Game. It’s so good. There is some profanity, and a slightly questionable scene near the end, but it’s a really cool book. I read it to help a friend write a book report on it. And I was blown away. The imagery, and just all the yes. It’s stunning. Okay, I’m done.

Day Eight: Three Things I Want To Say To Different People

Word of warning: Intenseness ahead.

Dear Grandpa,
Long time no see. I don’t have too many memories of you. But I feel like we probably would’ve gotten into a few debates over the whole ‘drums are evil’ thing. That must be why you approved of my mom marrying my dad. Because sameness. You were pretty old fashioned and strict, like my dad, but I know my dad loves me, and I know you did, too. You were the best grandparent I ever had, the only grandparent I was close to. I might would even be mad that you were the first one I lost, but perhaps it’s best that you didn’t see my teenage years. You might have been tempted to disown me. But anyway, I just wanted to say, I love you, and I miss you.
Your #1 Grandchild

Dear Mother,
My relationship with you sucks. You try to be familiar with me but I don’t know a thing about you. You spend your time manipulating everyone around you, and hiding every part of you that you think someone will disagree with. And the worst part? I’ve found that I do that. I’m working on it, and I wish you would, too. I really am interested in getting to know you.
Your Daughter

Dear Father,
You’re amazing. I love the long talks we have about our days, theology, jokes, the news, and everything. I don’t say this often, or really ever, but I love you and you’re a model father. With your great dad jokes, your many warnings about evil boys, and the mostly empty offers to shoot them. Bravo at life. Thank you for helping me to be the person I am today. I love you so much.
See you after work!

Wow. Talk about 0 to 100. Not even I expected that. I don’t think my tear ducts can even handle today’s topic. This was the wrong day for such a topic, apparently. Okay, sorry for the less-than-light post today. Tomorrow’s topic of pet peeves is sure to be better. Okay, well, peace out!

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A Letter to Future Me – Dear Future Me Tag

Letter to Self

Thanks, Chloe Lauren for tagging me to do this! If y’all aren’t following her go follow her! She’s super cool and reading her blog will be well worth your time.


  • Tag it under ‘DearFutureMeTag’.
  • Write a letter to yourself to read again in a years time.
  • You can answer if you’d like.
  • Nominate other bloggers.

I nominate other bloggers to do this tag. As in if you’re a blogger, I nominate you.

Dear Future Me,

Yo, you’re almost not seventeen! That’s crazy, man. YOU MUST BE SO SAD! Seventeen is SUCH a supreme number. Anyway, how are you? Do you have a regular job? How’re things going with dance? And what about the love life? Happily married with seven kids right?

How’s saving for a car? College? Are you still planning to be a massage therapist? Are you completely overwhelmed?

What about Parker? Is she still your best friend? How’re things with her and Old Stingy Ninja Creeper Man? To outside observers, the name is a bit of a long story. The poor guy hates the name.

Ugh, I’m gonna have to wait a whole year for answers. I’m impatient. I have so many questions but I’ll stop for now.

If there are any people in your life you’re having problems with. Quit being stubborn and fix it. I don’t care if it’s “their fault”. Do your part, man. Remember when your thought process caused an entire situation. Yeah, keep that in mind.

Don’t blame anyone for your unhappiness. You don’t need anything or anyone to be happy. If you have nothing, what can you lose? You’re gonna be fine.

If you’re overwhelmed, take smaller bites. Don’t worry about getting everything done to perfection. You can do a few things really good and settle for that.

Stay true to your roots but don’t be afraid to branch out.

Yours truly,

Past You

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14 Common Misconceptions About Teens


As a teenager, everyone has their own ideas about me. Some are pretty close, some miss the mark by like the whole universe, and then on some rare occasions, someone hits the nail on the head. This post will be most helpful for those who miss it by the universe, but others can at least be entertained. Either way, keep reading and I’ll tell you 14 common misconceptions about teens.

1. We’re little kids

Okay, not saying we’re adults, but we’re getting there. I mean come on. The age of consent/marriage used to be 12 way back when in 1275. And I mean according to Piaget, I’m fully mature intellectually. (On a side note, if you believe in evolution, then shouldn’t that age go down instead of up?) While I will continue to grow and learn throughout my life, I do have a pretty capable brain, thankyouverymuch.

2. We’re adults

Seriously, guys? Make up your minds, please. We’re neither. We’re in between. We aren’t little kids anymore, but we aren’t ready for adulthood, either. It’s a balance. We aren’t one or the other, we’re teens. And by the way, check out this article about how teen brains are different from adult brains.

3. We can’t handle life

We totally can. Feel free to push us a bit. But, just like every single human, we’ll still need help from time to time. But that doesn’t mean you have to hold our hand every step of the way. We need to do things on our own while still in the safety of your protection, so we already have it figured out when we’re on our own. Makes sense, doesn’t it.

4. We can handle life on our own

Noticing a pattern? People can’t figure out what to make of us. And with most of these opposites, both views are held by one person. As I stated previously, like every other human, we will need handholding from time to time. It’s a delicate but very important balance.

5. We’re rude

There are a lot of rude teens. You know what else there’s a lot of? Rude adults. Get it through your skulls. We’re all people. Some will be rude. But some of us aren’t. There may be more rude people than not, but it isn’t limited to just teens.

6. We don’t know what love is

A lot of us don’t. But the same is true for adults. You adults can be pretty naive, sometimes. For those of you  who don’t know:

7. We only listen to wild, crazy music

So many people (not just teens) listen to wild, crazy music. However, I happen to love Vitamin Strings Quartet, and I’ve taken over five years of piano lessons. I have quite a few other teen friends who also play the piano (most of them) and one of them is even a classical music buff. We do have some class. Also, check out some of the benefits of classical music.

8. We’re lazy

I personally think my self-discipline needs work, but when I have the proper motivation (like at work) I’ve been complimented on my work ethic many times. I’m not extraordinary, I just had parents who raised me to work, and work well. I am not alone in this. Many teens have a mind-blowing work ethic. It’s about who you are, not your age.

9. We don’t understand the value of the dollar

While some have to learn the hard way, a lot of us actually do get it. I know I stress about that a lot. Life is expensive. It takes years of hard work to earn a comfortable living for yourself. Those years before you earn a comfortable living is what I’m worried about. Especially since my parents’ home is so far away from everything, it’s going to be even more difficult.

10. We aren’t interested in learning

Oh, learning is great. It prepares us for life and also gives us more things to discuss with people, making us more interesting conversationalists. It’s one of the reasons I love learning little facts about psychology, business, and the world.

11. We don’t read

Have you ever been to Tumblr? I’m pretty sure you’re kicked off of there if you don’t love at least one book. Okay, maybe not. But there’s a bunch of book-loving teens on there. And they aren’t the only ones who read, either. For the record.

12. We’re all disorganized and messy

Give us the benefit of a doubt! Some of my friends are neat freaks. I also try to maintain a nice space and succeed when I don’t have other stuff going on.

13. We aren’t interested in parental relationships

We all understand the importance of this, at least on some level. But so much is happening in life during teenage years that sometimes things get in the way. Sometimes we don’t think you’ll be willing to listen, sometimes we’re being petty and want you to come to us, sometimes we want you to stop coming to us for awhile so we can have a chance to come to you, and sometimes there are just things we don’t want to talk to you about. We’re still figuring things out, but we do love you.

14. We don’t listen

We pay very close attention to you though not always the parts that you would prefer. We know you’re human, and that’s why it aggravates us when you try to act superhuman. Just ‘fess up. We want you to admit you aren’t infallible so that we can admit we’re not infallible. If you try to pretend you’re perfect, so will we.

Basically, give us the benefit of a doubt, and if we’re being petty and won’t be the bigger person, show us how it’s done.