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| Xanga/any online life is slowly fading for me- for most of us, it seems.
Back from a four day trip to Bison Ranch Cabins with Vicki, David and Jen. This makes the second year of what we hope will be a lifelong annual tradition.
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| It's been forever. I haven't been online much for a while now.
So this summer.
I've been working basically 60+ hours a week as a political activist.
Awesome people, awesome work.
I love it.
Three political campaigns- solar energy, fuel efficiency standards and hate crimes.
Most people in my job are 22-29 years old, vegetarian, idealistic and ridiculously liberal.
I'm now the campaign manager.
I get along really well with one of my bosses (who, starting July, will be my only boss).
This summer, I've also gone biking and hiking.
Oh yes, I broke my collar bone.
Much fun, minus the doctor part.
On a completely unrelated note, I bought a new bike for college.
I miss many people.
Aside from family, work friends and masque and gavel people, I've only seen le Wells, Vicki, David, Katie, Erin, Tiffany, Tia, Patrick, Jenn, Frank and Adam.
Where are the rest of you?
I've been writing letters to pen pals in Mexico and Australia.
I got a job in Houston that's similar to my job here, but a promotion.
I also applied/got accepted to PETA's leadership program.
I've been working on a potential NYRA (national youth rights association) campaign to start first semester.
I finally decided I'm doing speech and debate in college.
I miss the flute since I haven't been able to play with my broken shoulder.
I should get back to that.
I've kept up with piano though.
Vicki and I are going to Hollywood this week to see Wicked.
I've been so busy with everything lately (particularly work) that I kind of end up feeling lazy about being social and organizing things, so call me if something's going on.
By the way, I have also fallen in love with that iced asian plum tea, but I don't know where to buy it.
Do you have some?
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| High school's over now. It didn't hit me until the Oscars (drama awards) last night because that was basically the last meaningful event of my high school career. Afterwards I cried for 5 hours straight, late into the night. I am now over it and excited for college. I knew it wouldn't take long.
I love you all. :D
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| I'm overwhelmingly excited about college, about meeting new people and facing new experiences, about everything I have to do to prepare for college, about getting a job and hanging out and learning jazz flute and writing this summer, about the return of Vicki and all other collegiates, about APs, about school ending, about not stressing over eleven APs and four concerts and six award ceremonies and 47 billion club activities, ironically about the occurrence of the events and activities themselves, about breathing... again, god, finally. I will be able to breathe again.
So, part of me is desperately drawn towards the future. Of course, I don't know what future occurrence to ponder first or what event should cause more excitement.
And then there's the other massive part of me that longs just as desperately to stay in the present. I... love high school right now more than I have ever before. I'm closer to everyone than I've ever been; I feel so much at home; I love almost all my classes. I can't imagine leaving this campus, this experience... these people for the rest of my life. But I won't, right? We'll stay in contact and life will go on.
...Except it will never be the same again. Ever.
I'm going to be the blubbering mess running from the arms of one person to the next on the last day of school...
Wow. Maybe it's just easier not to feel. I think I'll go back to studying now before I explode in a mess of uncontrollable emotion.
At least life isn't dull.
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| I think I've reached my limit for now. I sat down this afternoon, stared at a book trying to force myself to study and it just wouldn't come. My mind just kept wandering. I tried a different book. Different subject. One after the other. I need a break; I'm all studied out.
I should go hiking. That cures everything.
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