Bree's Son Looks Like Marlon Brando
Hi everyone, remember me?
Three long months since my last update, but what ever changes in my life anyway.
History books aren't a day by day account of past events. That would be quite boring, just like my journal entries. Rather, they are a generalization of a period of time, noting significant things or important changes. For example, take Reconstruction after the Civil War. Did the Union focus on fixin' Ol' Dixie every single day? What about the Victorian age? Did middle class women obsess about manners and etiquette every second of every hour. I should say not. Nevertheless, these things would envelope their lives, their thought processes during a fixed period of time.
If I still have your attention, good. I'll try to keep it. The fixed period of time that I'm referring to would be my high school years. The friends I've made (that leave me comments, thank you), the grades I've received, my social life, romances. All those things that have made my high school years special. How would I write this chapter of my life? Who would be in it? What would I say?
I've been thinking about these things lately. That's the result of being moody this entire week... But, it occured to me: I'm a junior. This time next year I'll be graduating, getting accepted into colleges (Duke, UF), making big decisions that will affect my entire life. How will I close one of the most important chapters of my life?
My use of rhetorical questions has run rampant in this entry. Will I apologize? Joking.
She will have a special section of the chapter. Never have I wanted someone as much as I've wanted her. She has molded the way I view other girls now. Every day I don't have her is another day lost.
My use and italisizing of the word "she" should provide some mystery.....I think. It should also confirm my sexual preference.
Quick update: Duke lost, UF still in. My brother is better, straight A's. Went to California, my sister is an extra on ER. Got into an accident, car semi-totaled. Going to Pennsylvania.
Three long months since my last update, but what ever changes in my life anyway.
History books aren't a day by day account of past events. That would be quite boring, just like my journal entries. Rather, they are a generalization of a period of time, noting significant things or important changes. For example, take Reconstruction after the Civil War. Did the Union focus on fixin' Ol' Dixie every single day? What about the Victorian age? Did middle class women obsess about manners and etiquette every second of every hour. I should say not. Nevertheless, these things would envelope their lives, their thought processes during a fixed period of time.
If I still have your attention, good. I'll try to keep it. The fixed period of time that I'm referring to would be my high school years. The friends I've made (that leave me comments, thank you), the grades I've received, my social life, romances. All those things that have made my high school years special. How would I write this chapter of my life? Who would be in it? What would I say?
I've been thinking about these things lately. That's the result of being moody this entire week... But, it occured to me: I'm a junior. This time next year I'll be graduating, getting accepted into colleges (Duke, UF), making big decisions that will affect my entire life. How will I close one of the most important chapters of my life?
My use of rhetorical questions has run rampant in this entry. Will I apologize? Joking.
She will have a special section of the chapter. Never have I wanted someone as much as I've wanted her. She has molded the way I view other girls now. Every day I don't have her is another day lost.
My use and italisizing of the word "she" should provide some mystery.....I think. It should also confirm my sexual preference.
Quick update: Duke lost, UF still in. My brother is better, straight A's. Went to California, my sister is an extra on ER. Got into an accident, car semi-totaled. Going to Pennsylvania.