(For the record, I swear I didn't look for a picture of Marilyn! She was simply on the first page of my google images search...I know, the craziness never ends/she just may be following me.)
THAT’S RIGHT KIDS! It’s officially the day of my birthday and I am already blissful. I have the most amazing friends, I’m having a fruit tart from this place I love in Grand Central for breakfast, I’m bringing about 50 peanut butter cookies in tomorrow to share with my chem class and some other fantastical people…and ah I JUST AM SO HAPPY!
Today, I made a list today of all the things I want to do while in my sixteenth year. Putting on my blog raises the stakes way up. I mean now it’s published, out there in writing. Can’t hide away from it. How many exactly will be completed by this time next year? We shall see!
1) Try bangs
2) Learn enough French to have a conversation about weather, order baguette and coffee at a restaurant, and pay for clothes (of course my abilities will hopefully surpass theses tests by the time the pinky promise Annie and I made at rehearsal of our trip to Paris is held)
3) Run a mile in 8 minutes & 2 miles in 16 minutes and 16 seconds (yep, I’m going all the way with the whole turning 16 theme.) I’m not exactly stretching the limits on this one and hopefully this goal will be an easy reach with the help of me and Lineth’s new duet running club, Team Chartsy!
4) Start my one-photo-a-day-365-in-a-year project.
5) Read at least three other Dickens’s books (I’m still mulling over which ones specifically), Gone With The Wind, and at least one or more out of Pride and Prejudice, Sense and Sensibility, Emma. Also, I need to make time for Life of Pi, Three Cups of Tea…ahh, the list goes on but I shall spare you.
6) Memorize the capitals of all the United States and the countries in Europe. I mean, I probably know way more Europe than I do US. And that’s sad.
7) Watch at least half of my dad’s (approximately 800) DVD collection. Specifically, watch all the James Bond moves to compare who made the best 007. Furthermore, watch all the Lord of the Rings in one day.
8) Have mom teach me her magnificent ways of sewing.
9) Learn to cook 5 staple dishes to use when cooking in my NYC apartment.
10) Sleep outside.
11) Get up at 4 in the morning everyday for a week. (There’s something so beautiful about the early world when most around me haven’t woken up to begin their day.)
12) Learn to rollerblade. (Um. I am actually terrified. But with enough kneepads, elbow pads, and helmets…maybe I can accomplish this one?)
13) Learn to play The General on guitar…among other things.
14) Ask my grandparents (Opa specifically) about the war, life growing up, family, anything they’ll tell me. If possible, stealthily tape record it. Furthermore, go to a home or hospital where I can talk to the elderly about their experiences…you know, I just can’t help but think of how many individuals’ stories have been lost with time. I want to keep as many as I possibly can alive.
15) Paint my room.
16) Spend a day with my eyes closed or covered. Spend another day with impenetrable earmuffs of some sort. Spend a third not eating. Spend a fourth not saying a word. All for just the smallest of tastes of how it is to be blind, deaf, hungry, and mute. (It’s not much—only a sample. I can’t even come close to say that I will know what it’s like to starve, but there are limitations—besides the fact that I don’t think many people would appreciate the starving myself for more than 24 hours.)
So, there you have it. I’ll be keeping you posted.
Lots of love from a girl who can say officially at 5:55 AM that she is sixteen going on seventeen,
Sylvie
Today, I made a list today of all the things I want to do while in my sixteenth year. Putting on my blog raises the stakes way up. I mean now it’s published, out there in writing. Can’t hide away from it. How many exactly will be completed by this time next year? We shall see!
1) Try bangs
2) Learn enough French to have a conversation about weather, order baguette and coffee at a restaurant, and pay for clothes (of course my abilities will hopefully surpass theses tests by the time the pinky promise Annie and I made at rehearsal of our trip to Paris is held)
3) Run a mile in 8 minutes & 2 miles in 16 minutes and 16 seconds (yep, I’m going all the way with the whole turning 16 theme.) I’m not exactly stretching the limits on this one and hopefully this goal will be an easy reach with the help of me and Lineth’s new duet running club, Team Chartsy!
4) Start my one-photo-a-day-365-in-a-year project.
5) Read at least three other Dickens’s books (I’m still mulling over which ones specifically), Gone With The Wind, and at least one or more out of Pride and Prejudice, Sense and Sensibility, Emma. Also, I need to make time for Life of Pi, Three Cups of Tea…ahh, the list goes on but I shall spare you.
6) Memorize the capitals of all the United States and the countries in Europe. I mean, I probably know way more Europe than I do US. And that’s sad.
7) Watch at least half of my dad’s (approximately 800) DVD collection. Specifically, watch all the James Bond moves to compare who made the best 007. Furthermore, watch all the Lord of the Rings in one day.
8) Have mom teach me her magnificent ways of sewing.
9) Learn to cook 5 staple dishes to use when cooking in my NYC apartment.
10) Sleep outside.
11) Get up at 4 in the morning everyday for a week. (There’s something so beautiful about the early world when most around me haven’t woken up to begin their day.)
12) Learn to rollerblade. (Um. I am actually terrified. But with enough kneepads, elbow pads, and helmets…maybe I can accomplish this one?)
13) Learn to play The General on guitar…among other things.
14) Ask my grandparents (Opa specifically) about the war, life growing up, family, anything they’ll tell me. If possible, stealthily tape record it. Furthermore, go to a home or hospital where I can talk to the elderly about their experiences…you know, I just can’t help but think of how many individuals’ stories have been lost with time. I want to keep as many as I possibly can alive.
15) Paint my room.
16) Spend a day with my eyes closed or covered. Spend another day with impenetrable earmuffs of some sort. Spend a third not eating. Spend a fourth not saying a word. All for just the smallest of tastes of how it is to be blind, deaf, hungry, and mute. (It’s not much—only a sample. I can’t even come close to say that I will know what it’s like to starve, but there are limitations—besides the fact that I don’t think many people would appreciate the starving myself for more than 24 hours.)
So, there you have it. I’ll be keeping you posted.
Lots of love from a girl who can say officially at 5:55 AM that she is sixteen going on seventeen,
Sylvie
2 comments:
happy birthday!
this is such a good list. #11 and #16 are my favorites.
i'm going to do this when i turn sixteen!
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