No more hiatus. For now.

Finally finished most of my summer work. Well, the part that's due tomorrow I finished. The books can go fly a kite. I'll finish them later. Sparknotes is my friend until then.

So, school is tomorrow.
And here is everyone going, "Myeh, myeh, I hate school. I don't want to go back." I was saying that up until yesterday afternoon, when my mom got mad at me for complaining about it. She offered me a brilliant bit of logic. "It's your senior year. You're in command. Take charge. Live like you were dying, and all that sort of stuff." Then she went back to watching the Food Network. And, she's right.

This year I'm going to go after what I want.

I let the best opportunities pass me by in my years until now. They were handed to me on a silver platter, and I said, "I'll pass." When I was in 9th grade, I was in freaking love with this guy, and we were close friends. All the signs were there that it could have blossomed into something more. But I acted like a princess and just expected things to fall into place. They didn't - they ended up falling apart instead. This year, I'm not just going to sit there like a stupidface, with my face timid and my voice all quiet. At least, I don't want to. It's better said than done, I suppose.

When I went to orientation I realized that it's not as easy as I imagine it to be. All I had to do was step foot into the Chattahoochee building and I froze, feeling as if already I was going to be hit with critical eyes. Somehow I need to get over that. I need to go back to being the type of easyspirit girl I was 2 years ago, when it didn't bother me when someone told me I looked like a "construction worker", and when it was so easy for me to strike up a conversation and even be friends with a guy.


Well, enough inspirational chitchat.
Toodles for now.
Big, detailed entry tomorrow on the first day of the rest of my life.
Thank you and good evening.