Thanksgiving Break
Sweet Spirit, has it been a long time since I've posted! So much has happened since Mary and I got lost on the way home from Lisbon - School, and work mostly. More recently noticeable though, is Thanksgiving Break, which we from Louisville High are currently on. Happy Thanksgiving y'all! Tomorrow I'm going with Grams, Aunt B and (Pastor) Uncle R and his church to the Carousel to see Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. With my religious history, the thought of going and with whom - well, the idea is almost laughable. I'll tell you how the musical turns out. I usually love (lovelovelovelove) going to the Carousel (I've been there to see Camelot, S'wonderful Gershwin, Forbidden Broadway, Fiddler on the Roof, and, just recently, Carousel) but I'm a little apprehensive this time. Of the story, I've never read it from the Bible, but I saw the cartoon (and loved it, that was cute) and I saw the movie this musical is based from. Frankly, I thought it dull, and annoyingly hard to follow. Shouldn't these things be easy to understand for those who haven't paid rapt attention to the Bible? Ah well. We shall see.
In other news, I have thought of D only a few times in the past few months (this being one of those few times), and have found that my thoughts speed in the direction of another certain young man more than in any other direction as of late. From this young man, yours truly (that totally un-datable, un-kissable Miss whom everyone loves as a sister, but nothing more) has recieved her first kiss, and a peck I can assure you it was not. A month or so ago this happened, and I am still dwelling on it because a.) I'm a loser, and b.) it's the only kiss i've ever recieved. This year, I have three classes with him, and talk to him almost every single day, whilst at school. My liking for him has grown and those closest to this scene say that he could not but like me as well. When has this thought or theory ever proven true? But alas, as my friend Kim has reminded me, this is our senior year, and with my luck, I'll confess all to this dear man at the end of the year, and I'll find he has always liked me as well, but never knew how to say it. By then, though, all will be too late, for I will be off to YSU (maybe) and he to the military (possibly). Maybe I should speak to him.
Peace and Blessed Be, my Darlings,
Ravenna
In other news, I have thought of D only a few times in the past few months (this being one of those few times), and have found that my thoughts speed in the direction of another certain young man more than in any other direction as of late. From this young man, yours truly (that totally un-datable, un-kissable Miss whom everyone loves as a sister, but nothing more) has recieved her first kiss, and a peck I can assure you it was not. A month or so ago this happened, and I am still dwelling on it because a.) I'm a loser, and b.) it's the only kiss i've ever recieved. This year, I have three classes with him, and talk to him almost every single day, whilst at school. My liking for him has grown and those closest to this scene say that he could not but like me as well. When has this thought or theory ever proven true? But alas, as my friend Kim has reminded me, this is our senior year, and with my luck, I'll confess all to this dear man at the end of the year, and I'll find he has always liked me as well, but never knew how to say it. By then, though, all will be too late, for I will be off to YSU (maybe) and he to the military (possibly). Maybe I should speak to him.
Peace and Blessed Be, my Darlings,
Ravenna