In no particular order.
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1. My dog, Jewels.
2. My parents and their willingness to listen.
3. Governor's School and the lessons it taught me.
4. QUIDDITCH.
5. Roleplaying.
6. Writing.
7. Listening to music that hits your soul just right.
8. Watching my friends accomplish great things.
9. My dreams for the future.
10. Good books that change your life at least a bit.
11. Green Apple Bubble Tea!
12. Pizza with Josh on any day possible.
13. Friends that will do anything to make you smile.
14. Accomplishing new tasks.
15. Old, careworn stuffed animals.
16. Sleepovers with Caitlin and Lois.
17. The TP and the TP Book.
18. Stealing a ficus.
19. Dancing like no one is watching.
20. Getting mail.
21. Sissy, who will always be my first favorite roommate.
22. Cheetos!
23. Making chili for the first time ever with Ashley and winning an award for it.
24. My six miniature dragons that protect me, no matter what room I'm living in.
25. F'Real pit stops.
26. Cake batter ice cream with peanut butter.
27. Having the strength to rearrange furniture when I'm upset.
28. The smell of rain.
29. Watching a dance performance.
30. Being able to complete a to-do list.
31. Singing with my friends to oldies music (and sometimes, even Ke$ha).
32. New York City.
33. Baseball games and the serenity they give to my family.
34. Making funny faces.
35. The internet.
36. Having a grandmother who loved me more than anything else in her life.
37. My van, big blue.
38. Internet friends that sometimes know you better than your IRL ones.
---- Adele, who told me that it was okay to love your body.
---- Maddie, who gave me the courage to think that I could live through senior year.
---- Poptart, who gave me something to fight for.
---- Aislinn, for being the first person to send me letters from Canada and teaching me about the amazing that is Green Day and Tim Horton's.
---- Dirj, who gave me advice when I was younger and made my parents realize not all mysterious packages contained horrible things.
---- Heron, for being the person who reassured my mother that not all internet people are crazies.
---- Wanda, for being a big sister to me and sharing my ENTHUSIASM!
---- Dey, who taught me that it's okay to eat dessert first...and then eat dessert again.
---- All of the future/soon-to-be Homestuck cast at Soul Campaign (Doc, Rie, Tara, Becci, Helen, Min, Aiko), who have taught me that friendship is who makes you laugh and love the most.
---- THE FANTABULOUS MOD SQUAD at Sortinghat for letting me be a babby who is, perhaps, kind of a secret ninja mod too. Also for putting up with me.
---- FM, who kind of teaches me every day that guys aren't quite so scary and is willing to ramble forever to satiate my everlasting curiosity.
---- Debs, for proving that Obies have a way of finding each other and that we aren't all as 'different' as we think we are.
---- Alley, for forcing me to appreciate Lady Gaga and loving her because of it.
---- Yatsu, who told me to release my inner Grammar Nazi and bitchslap anyone who makes me mad.
---- The OT? for sparkling like 70s shoujo heroes/heroines.
---- Everyone who I have missed, for being generally fantastic and glad that I can come back from a shitty day and receive a million (cozy) emoticons and well-wishes.
39. Viola.
40. The beauty of listening to a language you don't understand.
41. Books.
42. A beautiful house with working appliances and utilities.
43. Food to eat.
44. Fencing.
45. The 18 and a half years I have had in this life.
46. Rhythmic Gymnastics.
47. Pizza on dashboards and Naked Juice in the trunk.
48. Glasses.
49. Sticky Notes.
50. Warm blankets and days to sleep in.
51. Bicycles that are old and beautiful.
52. The human body.
53. Photography.
54. Picasso, Kandinsky, and Manet; for being my friends when no one else was.
55. Consent that is truly sexy.
56. Harry Potter, for bringing me super awesome friends.
57. Braces.
58. Chiropractors.
59. My voice.
60. Paper.
61. Realizing that sometimes, music is made beautiful by those who conduct it.
62. People who constantly remind my low self-esteem that I am, indeed, beautiful.
63. Airplanes!
64. The number 0, and all numbers 1-8 thereafter. WHEEEEEE.
65. Inside Jokes.
66. Friends who force me to eat lunch with them, no matter how interesting my book is.
67. Bookstores.
68. The smell of old paper and crinkling spines.
69. Finding solitude in the most unusual places.
70. Hills that you can roll down.
71. Fireflies.
72. Planners.
73. Foodsexuality!
74. Every author that has inspired me to write better, but more importantly to write more.
75. NaNoWriMo.
76. Knitting.
77. Every Tamora Pierce heroine (and hero!) that has taught me to believe in my personal strength and that of friends.
78. Window panes.
79. The sole History of Russia book in the Governor's School library.
80. Oberlin College.
81. Long scarves.
82. The English language.
83. My Sexco teachers, for telling me that I am not a victim. I am a Survivor.
84. Every teammate that has challenged me to fail, and fail spectacularly.
85. All of my teachers, even the ones that pushed me to succeed so much that I felt like screaming.
86. Homemade indoor tents.
87. Skype.
88. Apples to Apples.
89. Anime Conventions, for giving me my 'third place' in life.
90. Dreams.
91. Underwear!
92. Trees.
93. CHOCOLATE MILK.
94. NYLC, for forcing me to show people that I am a capable leader.
95. Happening #58.
96. Long talks with older, wiser people.
97. The idea that one can die in style, no matter what age you are.
98. Promises.
99. Promiscuous, Flirtatious, Rebellious grandmothers.
100. Every day that had at least one thing that told me that life is still worth living.