My Baby Sister's Birthday Party

Yesterday my family celebrated my baby sister’s fourth birthday and hosted her birthday party at my house. She chose her party to be of the Little Mermaid, so during the party we broke an Ariel piñata. The preparations for the party began early in the morning and although I found it fun to help I also wanted to have my own free time. There was a lot to be done; we had to inflate two dozen balloons, set the tables for the little kids, and run many little errands for my mother so that the house would be ready to host roughly twenty little kids and their families. During the party, I talked to my baby sister and was on Trampoline Patrol (basically carrying little kids on to the trampoline and taking them down when they didn’t want to jump anymore). The highlight of the party for me was watching my baby sister open her presents because there was an endless amount of them (she would open one and there would be millions more in her pile). All of the little kids were adorable but they became annoying after some time.

The only thing that was irritating was the date of the party. My friends had planned a goodbye party to those who were leaving this year on the same day and I was unable to go. It sucked because I am one of the people who are leaving after school ends in 12 days. Looking at the images of the party posted on Facebook, it appears as though they had fun, and I hated not being able to be a part of it.

In the end, yesterday was fun, but I wish I had been able to spend some time with my friends as well. 

A Modern Version of Greek Mythology

For the last month and a half, I have completed the Percy Jackson series and have really enjoyed them. At first, I was hesitant to begin reading the series since I wanted to read a whole array of books but after reading The Lost Hero and The Son of Neptune (both of which form part of a series which continues the Percy Jackson series) I felt obliged to read this series in order to further my understanding of the Heroes of Olympus series. In the end, I could not put the books down and even ended up prioritizing my reading to doing my homework (which I regretted later…) because they were just that good. The Percy Jackson series are about a boy named Percy who happens to be the son of the Greek God Poseidon. During the series he has five adventures (one per book) and (Spoiler’s Alert!) in the end manages to defeat the Titan King Kronos. Percy explores places such as Calypso’s Island and traveled a lot in the book The Sea of Monsters (which in my opinion is a modern retelling of The Odyssey) as well as roughly escaped places such as the Labyrinth.  I really liked how everything in the books is a modernized version of a Greek myth because I managed to subconsciously learn more about their beliefs and about the Gods through them. In fact, I even began to imagine which God or Goddess I am most related to and place myself into the books as I read. I think that it would be fun to be a Huntress of Artemis or be the daughter of Athena or something similar. I have always enjoyed Greek mythology and to have it placed in modern time was really fascinating for me. 

A Terrifying Thought

18 days, 20 hours and 33 minutes. That is how much time is left until the moment that class is dismissed on the last day of school.

That is a really scary thought considering that this crucial moment will be the time when I see some of my friends for the last time. I don’t want to leave, and yet I feel as if part of me is already gone, making new friends in my new home. It is a strange thought that my days with my friends and in my comfort zone are numbered and I hate the thought that while some of my friends leave for summer and prepare to come back to the life they know, I will be leaving the only place that I have made solid memories of. The memories of my years before living here are anything but lucid and I hate the fact that slowly my memories of my current home will begin to elude me as well. I know that at some point I will begin to slowly forget the faces of my best friends and this terrifies me. Sure I will have Facebook and other means of communication, but they will slowly start making new memories and creating new inside jokes that I will no longer be a part of. I have set myself apart at some reunions and I can already envision what my absence will be like. They promise me now that they will miss me, and I don’t doubt that they will (as I have missed my friends that have moved in the past), but I know that as always they will slowly move on and leave me behind in the shadows.

I will slowly have to move on myself as I face what will become my new home, on my own.