As some of my long term followers know, I started this blog when I was eleven. Hence the name Advice at Eleven. Well years have passed and I’m sixteen now. My birthday isn’t today it was actually in October, but I just realized that I never made a post for it, and I usually do. So what’s different now that I’m sixteen?? For one, I have my driving permit. Secondly, college has become really real. I’m a junior, and when I go to college I’ll be 17. That’s just a year. It’s crazy. Enough about me being sixteen though, let’s talk about eleven year old me.
I’ve never actually told you guys about how this blog really came to be. Yes I told you why I made it, but what gave me the idea?? Well, my brother had a blog (he’s 14 years older than me) and he is an incredible writer. I mean he would take something as simple as what he ate for dinner and create a beautiful post about it that would relate to the world and it is just amazing. Well fast forward to now, he no longer updates his blog because he has two kids. Anyway, I wanted to be like him. Also, I was in tha mall food court when I came up with the name Adviceateleven. I came up wit this name because I had wanted a blog for a while and I didn’t know what I’d write about. However, that day, sitting in the food court eating Chinese food with my mom, I was pissed. I don’t remember exactly what it was but my mom was telling me a story about how some stupid person did something stupid. I must have felt pretty passionate about the issue because I sat there for an hour and just spewed out my opinion to my mom. I gave advice (that the stupid person would never hear granted) and I related the issue to my life and it was just amazing. I didn’t know that I had that in me. Next I decided that an eleven year old knew more about giving advice than that stupid person, so I came up with avdiceateleven.
Well, that is the birth story of my blog. I hope that you enjoyed it, and Happy Birthday Adviceateleven
I’ve denied you guys this post for too long. However, it wasn’t all my fault, my internet was down so yeah. Also, I was in a desolate state. I was immensely depressed. (If you haven’t caught on yet, I’m trying to tell you that the first day sucked, on ice.) My hair looked great; as did my nails, makeup, and outfit. How I looked wasn’t the problem. I only have one class with Luke, only one class with Julie, and no classes with any of my other sisters. Plus I got the tougher English teacher. He’s going to make me a better writer, but I’m scared that in the process I’ll lose my deep love for writing. I don’t want that to happen. My other teachers aren’t the best either. My science teacher is “by the boo” as she says. However she’s too by the book, she’s all work no fun. My Spanish teacher babies us like we’re in fifth grade Spanish instead of eleventh (I skipped a grade in Spanish). My social studies teacher is okay, she isn’t great, she doesn’t suck. My math teacher is chill, I actually really like him, he’s a “go with the flow, just do the work and we’ll be friends” kind of guy. My chorus teacher is the same one I had last year, she’s eccentric, but I love her even if she does have an unnatural amount of energy in the morning. She’s also my music theory teacher (she has unnatural energy at the end of the day as well).
This reminds me, I have homework for music theory that I’d like your guys help on. In your opinion, is music an art or a science?? Leave a comment or send me an email with your viewpoint.
Alright, now next order of business is my latest vocabulary update. You may have perceived how I’ve been scattering more advanced terms throughout the course of this post. Well, my English teacher said something that inquired my interest. “There’s always a better word,” how true!! Admit it, on how many occasions have you said a mediocre word when you could have, should have used a more appropriate word?? If you’re like me the answer is often. I wish to use superior words, therefore I will make it a point to do so. Let’s face it, the internet gives the choice to be whatever you want, why choose to be stupid??