Showing posts with label weekly blog challenge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weekly blog challenge. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Weekly Blog Challenge: Heavy Petting

I do not have time to write my entry at this moment, but I certainly will later. This week's challenge is:
List all of your pets, past and present, and write a blurb on why they were special/what you remember about them.
I have a long kitty list on which I may need to consult my sister on any shady areas...betcha can't wait to read about them!

Don't forget to let me know in the comments if you participate...

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Week 3 - WBC*

*(that's "Weekly Blog Challenge" for those not in the know...)

I am super-short on blogging (and sleeping) time this week, but I’m still going to announce the blog topic for this week:

Talk about the moment in which you realized you were facing a major turning point in your life. The moment in which you had the startling realization that “nothing will ever be the same after this.” It always comes down to one moment of clarity, does it not?


I will be posting mine at a later date, probably this weekend. In the meantime I will start sifting through my alarming collection of such moments and decide which one deserves a public forum.

Write about yours, then come back and tell me!

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Week Two: Weekly Blog Challenge

Here we are on week two of this, and I think it went well last week! Maybe I was inspired to choose this week's topic thanks to the premiere of American Idol, but nevertheless, here tis:
Write about the rudest thing someone ever said to you. You know, that one thing that has stuck out in your mind and you can't quite forget it or get over it, even though it was YEARS ago---oh wait, is that just me? Surely not...

A few weeks into my freshman year in high school, I was BFF with this girl named Christy who I'd met in 7th grade. We were sort of friends by default, as we were both "the new kids" in middle school. She had skipped a grade and was even more insecure than I was, but in her case, it manifested in bossiness/meanness/put-down-ness. Whereas my insecurity manifested in...well, insecurity. Anyway, this drama was building in which the boy she had had a crush on (unrequited crush, it's important to note) was starting to flirt with me, and this was the first boy who had EVER flirted with me. And I wanted to flirt back. It helped that I had just gotten contact lenses after years of coke-bottle glasses, and was feeling a little prettier than I had, in say, the last 14 years of my life. She picked up on all of this and was trying her best to thwart it.

So one day in PE we were walking across the gym and she said, conversationally, "...actually, I think you looked better in your glasses because your face, it's kind of plain. Y'know?"

I think I might have nodded numbly and changed the subject, inwardly crushed. And it shouldn't have mattered, because the boy in question ended up being my HS sweetheart, and she and I parted ways halfway through 9th grade, but I never forgot this. Even today, on the rare occasions when I'm wearing contact lenses, I look in the mirror and feel compelled to put on more makeup to brighten up my plain face.

I appreciate the mini-orchestra of tiny violins, thanks.

So, what's yours? Write about it and come back and tell me!