Because Reasons...

To my friends and family Dianna is my name. It is nothing but something to call me. It is three syllables with the last two being said faster than the first. It is said as though it requires courage to say: hesitant at first and then faster so people won't notice.  To me a Dianna is a curious specimen of paradoxes. A Dianna will strive to be something she is not while all the same staying true to herself. A Dianna will put painstaking effort into all that she does, all the while saying that she doesn't care. A Dianna will never admit that she's wrong while at the same time, never insist that she's right. A Dianna will say that she wants a soapbox from which to shout her ideas while staring blankly at the'publish' button. A Dianna will start to apologize for mistakes she hasn't  made.  My name should rather be "cognitive dissonance".

Most people are really good at something. Most poeople use that in some kind of job in their future. For example, if you have a great understanding of science, you may become a scientist. Most people could use their talents in a job in a school.   My issue is that I only seem to have an extensive knowledge of my mind, my values, and how things relate to me.  Where is that going to get me? Well, I know that I would make an awful teacher. I am terrible at explaining things.  Student: Why do we have two political parties in this country? Me: Because reasons... I suppose I would be a decent social worker because I am very perceptive. I am very good at noticing things about people and then analyzing what they mean. That is how I understand myself.  Maybe graduation won't be the last time I see my middle school.     -Dianna                                 

I'm sitting on the corner of my couch with a glass of iced tea, trying to ignore everything except the country song playing on the radio. A thought floats into my head. What do I have to be grateful for? To be honest, I don't think much about what specifically I am grateful for. I always just see balance. Practicing gratitude has always seemed a little bit one sided to me. At least it evokes good thoughts in people. Here is what I am grateful for.  1. I am grateful for my family and how they are always there for me.  2. I am grateful for all of the "standard" stuff such as food, shelter, and all of that. If I didn't have those things, then I couldn't enjoy anything else.  3. I am grateful for school. I honestly don't know what I would do without my school, all of the amazing people there, and the wonderful things that happen there.  4. I am grateful for living in a country where I can say and do whatever I want.  5. I am grateful for my friends

Hi people,  I learned a  very important lessson a few days ago.  Never teach rambunctious children how to argue. This will always lead to the aforementioned children blackmailing you into writing a blog post about them. -Dianna

Right now I really wish I was eating at Flatbread Company.  Right now I really wish I was eating at Flatbread Company. Sadly, I am currently 17 hours away from their nearest location. They make the best pizza/flatbread/whatever-you-want-to-call-it that I have ever had. Not only do they have really good food, but they also have a very comfortable atmosphere.  I remember walking into a room with a gigantic wood burning oven in the corner and a wall of windows showcasing the garden outside. I could feel the warmth radiating from the oven and smell the smoke wafting up toward the rafters. The low hum of conversation made the restaurant seem as though it was alive.  I don't think that I could pick a better place to eat a great meal.  -Dianna

Hi people, Today I will be writing about one childhood obsession  hobby that was an integral part of my life for a very long time.  American Girl dolls Definition- Those incredibly  overpriced dolls that every eight year old girl I knew would kill for I got my first American Girl doll for Christmas when I was three or four. My cousin who was a year younger had gotten two of the dolls that year. Getting at least one doll every year soon became a pattern and I found myself buying more and more of their accessories as well. Presently, I have fifteen of them and they have consumed a large part of my family's basement. Many people have asked me or my parents about why I would spend so much money on overpricecd dolls. I always agreed that they were overpriced for dolls, but they were not overpriced for friends.  Often times, my dolls were substitutes for friends. They were always there when I needed them, unlike quite a few of my real friends. They later provided a much neede

Where do I see myself in 10 years?  In ten years I see myself being in college or just out of it. I'm not sure what I would be studying. My guess would be psychology, but I am an indecisive person and ten years is a long time.  The dreamer in me says that I'm going to have a house by this time, but I will probably end up in an apartment. Regardless, I would cover the place with books. I would also like to think that I will have some friends, but knowing myself I will probably just fill my apartment with houseplants and hope that they don't die.  Not like that; I'm not a hoarder. More like this. After that I would get myself a decent job, maybe travel, and buy a house if I hadn't already. Aside from those things, I'll just see where life takes me.  -Dianna

Hi people,  Today I will start my post with a quote.  I think that I am partly anti-social but that is amplified by my narcissism. For example: Someone says: Do you want to hear about my weekend? I think: I'm in the middle of writing a poem. It's more interesting than anything you  could say (unless it is about pigeons that can read). Go AWAY! What I say: Sure......*smiles and nods until conversation is over* That was my response to people who talk about nothing other than events. (If you couldn't already tell I hate small talk.) Have a great day!                        -Dianna

Galena, Illinois: a small town surrounded by summer homes and farmland with a street brimming with small shops at its center. This is my home away from home and the place I choose to escape the troubles of everyday life in. I have been annually vacationing in Galena for at least the past six years. Over all of these years I don't think that I've met many people who have been to the town and loved it as much as I have. Most of the time people just look at me like I am a lunatic because they don't understand why on Earth someone would want to go to a small town in the middle of nowhere for fun. It's fun because I actually have everything I need: a yarn shop for knitting, an art store for drawing, a hiking trail for deep thought, and some restaurants that serve my favorite comfort foods. Why wouldn't I love it there?                                                  - Dianna

Hi people, This is going to be a marginally short post. I just want to make sure that no one thinks that I have disappeared off the face of the Earth. I have so very many things to say and almost no time to say them. Because homework. Here are some posts that will probably go up by the end of this week. Galena (a vacation post) Knitting! I'm Not Anti-social... Have a great day and remember, "DIANNA IS NOT DEAD!".

Hi people! This post will basically be my criticism of various internet quotes. First up! Fear does have two meanings. I choose the first one. I only travel to escape life. Seriously, don't we all need an escape at least  sometimes? In my mind, there is nothing better than a relaxing vacation. (This clearly does not count climbing Mount Everest, cliff diving, staying in shady motels, or taking a long hike through uncharted wilderness with animals that would like to eat me.) This is absolutely terrifying. About half of today is already gone... FOREVER . The worst part is that we so completely powerless and unable to stop any of it. Whoever wrote this must not have realized how hard this is to actually do. Who can  actually  balance this in their real life? WHY! The last one was my favorite chapter! Next are quotes that I actually agree with. This is so true. Revenge is only a painful waste of time and effort. Sleep is the enemy of goo