Hey kids, I'm just checking in. It's been a while. Plus I can't sleep. It's a recipe for journaling disaster.
As I'm sure you all are painfully aware, summer is coming to a close. (Well, not for you Aussies, but you can pretend, right?) It's been a memorable summer, ripe with change and progress. I converted to Buddhism, quit the tennis team, began work on my first novel, and found an extraordinary man I like to call my boyfriend. All in all, a very snazzy summer. I'd love to stay in this wonderland of freedom and sunshine, but time is a stubborn criminal, and this too must go. School is starting next week for me, and 'tis time to begin a new chapter in my life.
The changes from last year to this year will be radical. Without tennis eating 3 hours from my life everyday, I'll have time to pursue the things I've always wanted to pursue, yet never given the chance to. This year I'm going to publish my poetry in as many magazines as I can. I'm going to finish my first novel. I'm going to start a GSA in my school and promote tolerance and awareness throughout my school and community. I'm going to volunteer to make this world a better place. And I'm going to do it all with my boyfriend right beside me, giving me the strength and courage to continue on.
I should probably go more in-depth on a couple things. Now I know you all pissed yourselves when you read I got a boyfriend. Don't worry; it's perfectly normal for a girl your age. =] His name is Scott. He's the kindest person I've ever met. He's sweet, caring, intelligent, and funny. Not to mention cute. He's the exact same height as me (short! 5'4"), muscular (he used to be a wrestler), and he rocks the red hair-fair skin combo. He's two years older, AKA a freshman in college, but he used to go to my school, so that's kind of how we met. We've been going out for a little over a month now. Best month of my life. He's such a good guy; you don't even know. I never knew that someone could care for me the way he has. He makes me feel special and loved and appreciated every moment we're together. It's a great feeling. I really hope this lasts a loooong time.
And to clarify things a bit, YES I quit tennis. I never have fun when I'm out there. Somewhere along the line tennis became a chore, something I didn't really want to do, but I felt like I had to do because I didn't want to let my team or coaches down. Finally I've realized that I don't HAVE to play tennis if I don't like it anymore. It's pure foolishness to continue pursuing something that no longer makes me happy. Amen!
Wow, that was long. Kudos to anyone who read it all. Wiedersehen Oasis!