So instead of doing like I planned

I went to surf the unknown waters of the internet, and like always, landed on another island.

This time, I found a jewel that could potentially be a friend. Not the type of friends I was talking about in my last blog post. An actual friend who has substance, knows about the world and is quite an interesting one. Except the thing is, well, she doesn't know me. I must appear like another dust on the other side of earth to her.

This is her blog:

http://thoughtorchardblog.wordpress.com/

My treasure piece I've found tucked in one of the corners of Earth.

 The one that reminds me how big the world is. And I think to myself in disbelief: She's living and breathing on the same planet as I am right now. And when she was in New York, she was walking on the same land as I was walking.

I came upon her blog when I search "teens with blogs" in hopes there were other teens with their own hobbies and minds that didn't include, uhm let's see, tumblr, tweeting 24/7 (when nobody cared), or talk/worshipping about food all the time and saying it was their hobby like its sole purpose was to make me cringe (want to die and lose faith in humanity while I'm at it) thinking it's still funny when the joke is so, so old.

What drew me in was her age and how much she wrote. I was in awe (which is no surprise since I'm a person who struggles with writing lengthy paragraphs explaining myself). And she, she was 12! Do you know what I doing when I was 12? I spent my days rolling down grassy hills in the rays of the sun with my past best friends and read books more than half the size smaller than the ones she read! But no, I wasn't jealous at all. My point is, she's a fascinating young person with many interests, and I'm surprised there are still young people like her in the 21st century. I just hope her growing up won't strip her of her personality.

Actually, it's ironic of me to point out her age because I believe a person's skill has nothing to do with their age, but the amount of experience they have so I hate it when they praise young kids for doing the same thing an adult has done yet got leas recognition for.

Hanging on her blog for a few hours, I've learnt that she's into politics, astrology, and was over her "Divergent phase", a book I've yet to read its amazingness(assuming). Some of the her ideas were different from mines and some were almost, just almost the same. She claims to be a narcissist. I claim myself to be pretentious. She explains how insignificant we all are, and I agree.

But I have to say, her writing felt sort of like jumbled rambles. However, she still remains to be one of my role models. And I suppose she has a characteristics good writers have, I think; to write freely without feeling insecure of your work.


Anyways, until then, pray I have my assignments done by the end of Sunday tomorrow.

And a song ♪ : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eqg6GmK5bRI