I'm 15 now. So much is changing so fast.
Long time no update. Sorry about that, just have had tons going on in my life.
This past Friday, and the previous weekend I volunteered at Unity Theater. I was the prompter for rehearsals for the upcoming play, Barefoot in the Park. It will be hilarious...everyone should see it if possible.
I spent some time with Courtney on Friday. We were very quiet. I think it's because I'm just so stunned by this...I'm leaving to go to college thing. Not quite sure though. I will miss her.
Today I turned in the newsletter/book report thing I did on The Hobbit. GRRRReat book! Stayed up until 12 trying to get it all straightened out. grr.
So now I'm 15...had a tired day, and my eyes were bothering me like crazy. Wasn't the best birthday either. Won't really get to celebrate as I'd like with my friends either. What I really wanted was a surprise party. But oh well, I know that'll never happen. My friends are wayy to busy to be thinkin' about me and a stupid little surprise party. What gets me bothered is the fact that I think sometimes that I give too much of myself. Maybe I'm too nice. Maybe it's wrong to expect something in return.
My dad says he'll have our slab poured by the time we leave for vacation and my camp and such. Doubt it. But, if things follow through, we'll supposedly have our house next spring. That would be the best sweet sixteen present ever. In all the things I've gotten for presents...it would be the best. EVER.
On Easter my grandma, whom I call Maa-Maa, said something very inspiring, to me at least. For the past four years or so I've said that I want to be a doctor of some kind. I still wish to do so. My grandma tried and tried to get my brother to do the same, but she failed in doing so. She wishes that she could live to see me graduate from medical school and become the doctor she's always dreamed of. She started crying. I did to. I must succeed, no matter what, for my grandma. I would do anything to have her life extended. I love her with all my heart. She is the best thing outside of my parents and brother, when talking about relatives. I will become a doctor. No matter how long it takes.
I sometimes feel as if I get attached to things so easily..Like friends, in particular. I always seem to get broken apart from the friendship somehow. It's just one of those curses I guess. I know for certain that it is not their fault either. How is it that I become so attached, so quickly? I don't get it. And why do they have to be removed? I love things the way they are now. I pray things won't change much with my friends, even though I'm changing schools. I'm just getting worked up about nothing for now. I don't even know if you're leaving.
I'm 15. ha! =]...oh, and I get my iPod on Saturday =]]]]]
This past Friday, and the previous weekend I volunteered at Unity Theater. I was the prompter for rehearsals for the upcoming play, Barefoot in the Park. It will be hilarious...everyone should see it if possible.
I spent some time with Courtney on Friday. We were very quiet. I think it's because I'm just so stunned by this...I'm leaving to go to college thing. Not quite sure though. I will miss her.
Today I turned in the newsletter/book report thing I did on The Hobbit. GRRRReat book! Stayed up until 12 trying to get it all straightened out. grr.
So now I'm 15...had a tired day, and my eyes were bothering me like crazy. Wasn't the best birthday either. Won't really get to celebrate as I'd like with my friends either. What I really wanted was a surprise party. But oh well, I know that'll never happen. My friends are wayy to busy to be thinkin' about me and a stupid little surprise party. What gets me bothered is the fact that I think sometimes that I give too much of myself. Maybe I'm too nice. Maybe it's wrong to expect something in return.
My dad says he'll have our slab poured by the time we leave for vacation and my camp and such. Doubt it. But, if things follow through, we'll supposedly have our house next spring. That would be the best sweet sixteen present ever. In all the things I've gotten for presents...it would be the best. EVER.
On Easter my grandma, whom I call Maa-Maa, said something very inspiring, to me at least. For the past four years or so I've said that I want to be a doctor of some kind. I still wish to do so. My grandma tried and tried to get my brother to do the same, but she failed in doing so. She wishes that she could live to see me graduate from medical school and become the doctor she's always dreamed of. She started crying. I did to. I must succeed, no matter what, for my grandma. I would do anything to have her life extended. I love her with all my heart. She is the best thing outside of my parents and brother, when talking about relatives. I will become a doctor. No matter how long it takes.
I sometimes feel as if I get attached to things so easily..Like friends, in particular. I always seem to get broken apart from the friendship somehow. It's just one of those curses I guess. I know for certain that it is not their fault either. How is it that I become so attached, so quickly? I don't get it. And why do they have to be removed? I love things the way they are now. I pray things won't change much with my friends, even though I'm changing schools. I'm just getting worked up about nothing for now. I don't even know if you're leaving.
I'm 15. ha! =]...oh, and I get my iPod on Saturday =]]]]]