Sunday Diary: Hello Thurman! Its Your First Day Of School

I walk into math class on a hot Tuesday. It is the first day of school and I'm not surprised that I am was assigned to a supplementary math class after this regular one. Though this was expected of me, I can't help but hate the fact that I am forced to take two math classes in a row. I instantly know this won't work out. The reason why I am so terrible at math is not that I don't grasp the concept well. I am unable to pay attention out of true boredom for the subject. So tell me, if I can barely sit through an hour of this subject then how will spending two hours do any good for me? I stand in the bathroom with a girl that I have never actually talked to but we both seem to find each other as good company therefor we slipped into the girl's room across the hall during the transition of periods. I fix my hair. Not that it needs fixing or anything. Just that I have no idea what else to do with myself. As the two of us walk back into class for PA or as all the teachers call "project ahead" I realize how angry and annoyed I am. I don't want to be here. Extra math won't help me and no one seems to understand that. Sticking me here with these eleven kids, make me feel shittier and stupider by the second and as childish as it sounds, I almost wanted to cry. My eleven year old sister is in accelerated math and I am not only taking the lowest level but a supplementary class. As much as I would like to tell you that I get amazing grades in English to make up for this subject, I don't. I can't handle school. I have been taking classes for eight years of my life and I haven't gotten any better. We file into our seats and I notice that everyone has the same facial expression. Dread. Anger. Sadness. None of us want to be here. I would rather take Spanish. Our teacher stands by the board acting as if the eleven of us having failed our NJASK test is a good thing. As if this class is a good thing. We all know that its not. We all know that out of the two hundred kids in our grade, we are the eleven who failed. I hate that more than anything. So yeah. Not even a week of school has passed and I already feel like shit.
-Ann
*Excuse the Blood On The Dance Floor stuff written on my arm and the scene kid stuff in some of these pictures. They were a joke*

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Sunday Diary: Never Have I Felt More Like Tavi

Dear Blob,

Tavi Gevinson

Remember last week when I was frantically looking for writers yet scared to death about "taking my blog to pre-school"? I guess this is the next step. Now How Fitting isn't a blog by Ann Louise. It is a blog created by her. There is a difference. It is seriously the scariest thing ever to realize that your baby isn't really your baby anymore. Emma started Thursday and let me tell you, she did an amazing job but I just had to sit there from the sidelines of my blog and watch her post on the front of the blog. Pride for How Fitting burst inside of me yet I was scared of the future. At that moment right there and then, I have never felt more like my role model, Tavi Gevinson. This girl who was about my age began with a small blog and then just kind of slowly bloomed to the top and expanded into the best thing I have ever seen in my entire life, Rookie. Obviously, Tavi doesn't make this giant website with three articles a day alone! OK OK How Fitting has three people writing (and one editing and running) and Rookie has around sixty but you can understand my point. My biggest Tavi moment this week would have had to be when Emma (our newest member) sent me a draft of her latest post with the subject "My Thingy For The Blog :D"  so I could edit and publish her piece onto How Fitting

Honorary Tavi

. Wait a second. Not only am I a writer but I am en editor. I truly am Tavi Gevinson. Well here we go. Emma's post was published (you can read it here ) and Fiona will be starting by tomorrow which I can't lie. I think I am more excited than her about this. In the end, every blog needs a Tavi Gevinson and I guess that I can at least try and be as fabulous as she is. 

-Ann

Life Scouts

Since I am the lamest person in the entire world, I earned a single badge this week. 

Photography

When I was younger, I used to really be into taking pictures of

mostly stupid things but still pretty cool. God I am lame. 
Play List
This weeks playlist is mostly just made up of a combination of Sleeping With Sirens, Lights, and Pierce The Veil. I also added a single One Direction in honor of their insanely uncomfortable music video and put in "Garbage Truck" from Sex Bob-omg from my favorite movie, "Scott Pilgrim vs. The World" for I have seen it far too many times this week. 
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Sunday Diary: Taking Your Blog To Preschool

Dear Blurg,

Ruby Book

Remember when you went to preschool and you were in the care of other people besides your parents? That was kind of how I felt this week. With putting out an offer for other interested writers to join me at How Fitting (Please email me!), I was realizing how exciting yet just plain scary that is. This very blog wouldn't be mine any longer and that is just so weird to think. I am not saying I am regretting putting this week's Friday Extra out. I am super happy about my decision and I wish more people would email me but it is just strange to see my blog "growing up". 
I have had a couple amazing comments and people noticing this very blog. Some of these Twitter responses include: Bridie McDonnell, Bethan Mary Leadley, Sinead (from Peppermint Whiskers), and my favorite so far being, Ruby Book. Yeah Ruby Book my favorite writer for Rookie ever. Read my blog and said she actually went through it and said she really liked it. That was probably one of the best moments of having this blog. Just imagine that person  who not only do you look up to so much not only as a blogger but a person but works at the job of your dreams, telling you she actually liked something you have been working on for so long. It is insane. 
Another "preschool" moment of this blog is whenever I just get a pass by in the hallway from people I have never talked to at my school telling me they actually enjoyed what I have written. For an example, last night when I was checking the How Fitting inbox (for the fourth time guys, please write!), I found about the sweetest email I have gotten so far from a girl at school who I had only one class with and never talked to her (shyness took over for none of my friends were in the class and I just kind of remained silent) saying that she really liked this thing I have been doing for months. Of course I wrote back not one but TWO overly excited emails giving her the link to Rookie and expressing how freaking happy I was. Even though my baby is in preschool, I will never be one of those people who can nonchalantly take compliments. 
-Ann
Life Scouts
This month of Life Scouts is the last month of 2013! Alex Day has decided on releasing the last 100 badges and kind of making it kind of like nanorimo (without the 50,000 words) and making a mad dash for everyone to get as many badges possible. I went back into some later months and got a couple more leaving my amount badges to sixty! 

Play Guitar
Back at camp, we had to join these "clubs" during the day on different skills. I instantly chose music hoping that it would be just kind of like a chill session of everyone listening to Ipods and sleeping. I was So wrong. We were all began to learn new instruments. I finally got my friend Austin to teach me guitar on a five stringed old beaten up guitar that I had found in one of the closets at camp. Badass guitarist right here. 

Rubix Cube
So I have not ever solved a rubix cube but with the help of my friend, Michael at camp, he kind of sorta taught me somehwat how to solve one of these.
Win A Trophy
I in fact have two trophies. One from playing tee-ball (my best friend Vivi convinced me) in first grade and one from ballet. 
PLay Ukelele
Third camp story! One time when there was nothing else to do, my friend at camp taught me how to play the ukelele and I ended up learning "I'm Your's". Next goal:"This Is Me" by Charlie McDonnell.





In Other News
I guess its time to introduce you to my babe. A.K.A my macbook that I got on Tuesday. So far, she has been decorated in stickers from the Rookie Yearbook 1 and been named "Tavi" after you know who...