Aug 16, 2005 08:05
Just because I sorta stopped writing in this journal this Summer does not at all mean I stopped reading everyone else's. Like eight times a day. I want to write an end-of-summer entry, but I feel rushed because I need to be at school soon. But I know that if I write it after now, it will be a first day of school entry, and thats not the one I want to do. Lets see what I can some up in a few moments....
I worked. A lot. I know about work things and can take pride in my immense and worthless ability and knowledge as a host.
I went to my lakehouse. A lot. If you never saw me this Summer it's most likely because if I wasnt at Red Robin, I was on the lake.
I had two boys. (still have one, which btw should be the maximum number had at any one time.)
I got a lot closer to a very select number of people. And drastically farther away from most. Hopefully when I go back to school and see everyone today it will just be like old time, but I dont see how it can be when I didnt see a lot of my closest friends more than a few times this Summer.
When I got up this morning I was like HEY this is my last first day of school at Bowie. Then it struck me! This is my last everything at Bowie! Fall show. Funday Monday. Creative Dramatics. Musical. Bulldawgs and Hotdogs. This is it. This is all I get. And it has to be good.
Last night I was one of a few people at a gathering who hadnt already graduated, so naturally i got a lot of flak about going back to school the next day. But, really, i like bowie. definelty more than most. I like school. and im excited to take 5 fine arts classes and 4 core classes. that sounds perfect to me. And Im a senior director. and a show choir choreographer. what more could i want?