Everyone regrets things, wishes they could change them. Even the people that claim that their mistakes shaped who they are. I’m obviously a person who wishes all the time that I could go back and switch things, but that’s also obviously impossible.
Middle school was a time of mistakes for me, my “trouble spot”, so hear are some of the things I would discuss with my sixth grade self.
Okay, eleven-year-old Maggie. You’re coming into sixth grade thinking it will be the epitome of your teenage years. You are wrong. Continue reading “Things I Would Tell My 6th Grade Self”
Guess which one is me?
Oh, the critically acclaimed (or soon to be) article anthem of short gals like me.
I come from a family of short people. Let me paint the picture for you; my mother is 5 feet even, my father 5’8, my eldest brother stands at 5’6. I won’t even mention my younger brother, as he is in the midst of growing.
I surrounded myself with short friends all through grade school and middle school, but when high school began, I made new friends. Which means new heights.
I will always be the “smallest” in a group of friends, and I am totally content with my height, but there are a bundle of things that we (us shorties) hear quite often that can get a bit annoying.
Continue reading “Things You Hear When You’re Under 5 Feet”
I wrote this post in February, 2014, when I was deciding what to do for my high school education. At that time, I wanted to be homeschooled online. Soon after this was written, my family began to open up to me about schooling options, and I ended up choosing to go to a private montessori high school.
CAMBRIDGE was referring to the online school I was interested in.
I don’t think I could ever put in words how I feel about life. Life to me is something that doesn’t last long at all. Sometimes I wish it would even end sooner, but some moments I think that the gift of life is the most amazing, wonderful thing in all of mankind. Continue reading “Words”
I am writing to you from the comfort of my couch, propped right in front of a wood-burning fireplace. There’s soft Christmas music playing off of the speakers in the room, and a few scented candles are lit off to the sides, scattered among shelves of books.
It sounds so peaceful, doesn’t it?
I am nearing the end of a long battle with a severe case of bronchitis. I’m slumped on this couch, coughing and sniffling, backing up my sinuses more and more.
I am a gal with an extremely poor immune system. If someone in the room is sick, I’ll catch it. Guaranteed. Continue reading “Bronchitis and Other Illness”
I am an avid Tumblr user, but at some point in everyone’s time on the website, you need to take a step back and breathe. I took my step back, and found a place in the middle of YouTube.
Now, I have always been interested in the arts, film included. I just never thought I’d find myself sitting in front of a tripod and three film lights, talking to a camera. But I did that. And I still am.
I find great peace and happiness in talking to a camera, and imagining other people watching me on their screens, relating. My confidence is boosted, my anxiety is settled when I sit there editing videos.
I think I’ve found a bit of a “calling”, you could say, in YouTube.
My YouTube Channel