Welllll.... Update?

Well, I obviously haven't posted in a while. I'm fairly sure I'm only talking to myself, but why not? Is there a better way to document my life for myself? The internet is forever. That, I suppose, is a good reason to not post my life's secrets. Not that I do. Anyway, moving on.

So, tomorrow is my first day of college! I'm in a great school and I know it's going to be a lot of fun, but I'm still a bit nervous. Still don't know what I'm going to major in though. Honestly, I have no idea what I'm going to do with my life and it's a bit scary.

In other news, technology is amazing. My keyboard guesses what I mean to write even though I just scribble everywhere. I know there's probably an algorithm or something behind it, but I like to think it's magic. (Actually, there's no “Probably" about it. Still, let me dream!)

Isn't life just so magical? After reading some fluffy fan fiction-- yes, I do that, get over it-- I'm in a "life is wonderful" mood. But isn't it amazing? Think about how the world's civilizations have evolved. Think about how everything is different yet still seems to stay the same. This idea applies not only through time but space. In many cases, societies have made money synonymous with power. A better example is the story of "Cinderella." The plot is seen again and again in different cultures and languages. The exact story is never the same but the main story is very similar. 

Alright then. That's a good place to end this. Signing off - Maddie <3

Boston Marathon Explosion

My prayers go out to all those affected by the current situation in Boston and hope that recovery is swift.

I've been trying to figure out what to say for a while now. For other incidents, such as Sandy Hook, I've also tried but have been unsuccessful. This time, it's so close to home, that I feel a need to talk about it.

Comparisons have been made between 9/11 and this recent event, but I can't tell you anything about that. I can't tell you what 9/11 was like. I was 5 years old and without a care in the world. Every year after that, I was asked to recall what it felt like. I could never put down anything but "I don't remember." 9/11, as far as I knew, did not really affect me. My reasoning was that New York was far away, and my life didn't really change. The explosion at the Marathon, however, is different.

Boston is so close that I used to go to Chinatown every weekend when I was little. I can recall being on Boylston not too long ago. Why Boston? Why my home? Whywhywhy?
Why do I have to be scared?

Why am I scared?

That last one is probably the easiest to answer. I'm scared because whoever or whatever it is, they're targeting locations with a lot of people. What's sopping them from targeting my high school? If they want casualties, if they want to do the most damage, that would be the place to do it.

But why would anyone want to do that?

Why is probably the hardest question to ask. We can go through how. Forensics can tell us what happened and how it did. We might never know why. We might never even know who, which is easier than why. Though we can speculate about what why was, we can't ever really be sure. Maybe it was a cruel joke gone wrong. Maybe it was an act of terrorism. How can we really know?

There are so many questions that might never be answered, but we have to ask them.
What kind of person does this? What kind of person chooses to destroy so many lives? What kind of person kills an 8 year old kid? What kind of person wants to destroy a person's sense of safey?
What kind of person wants to hurt people?

Let us ask these questions and make people think. Let's ask these questions and change how we think. 
Let's ask these questions because these things should never happen.

I know that we can recover from this. I know that we will rebuild. I know that we will be stronger for this. 
I know all this, but it should have never happened.