I'm back.
I love it.
I'm taking a poetry class and I'm uber siked about it.
Also taking a political science class..and linguistics, and music history.
Band. Band. Band.
I'm debating on declaring a double major, but i should probably go talk to someone in the history department before I do that.
So, with this poetry class, might come some inspiration.
I really hope so, I haven't written much in a while.
A lag, you could call it I suppose.
But I missed playing a real horn.
And writing so much.
And seeing real friends and laughing with them,
but now I'm back in action,
and it feels so
damn
good.

I love college. So much that I'm not sure I can describe it in words.
It's away from home.
I'm so happy there- it's nice to be me again.
And to enjoy myself without having to dread waking up the next day.
The people there are awesome too.
I love them and miss them already.
College makes you realize who your friends really are.
Specifically, those at home who were my friends.
I haven't felt like visiting anyone really.
That sounds terrible, but being home again kinda dampens my mood.
Plus, some of my good friends at home have been pretty depressed lately.
And sometimes, only sometimes,
(and i suppose that now is one of those times)
I can't really deal with their depression
because for my sake, I need people who are fun
and awesome and caring around me.
I still hate this town.
I'm planning to live in a city eventually.
But sometimes it's nice to be back in this quiet, awfully dead town,
just to say hello to the passing stranger
on his john deere tractor.

I went to Maryland for a Group Work Camp mission trip this past week.
Basically, our youth group from church goes down to meet other people and help better other people's lives.
Our "crews" of 6 people are assigned a worksite with a description of what has to get done for the resident.
I had to build a deck and handicap ramp for a woman.
The only issue is that she had two strokes the week we were there, so no one is really sure if she's going to live long enough to use it.
But hey, that's service for you.
It was pretty amazing actually- I just love the experience.
I also got to hang out with cool people from around the US,
as well as other people I haven't gotten to see in such a long time.
It changes someone else's life, as well as impacts yours. I don't even think i can explain it.
Anyway, I'm glad to be back home for the two weeks that I am home...
I missed my lake and boat. I know, I'm a loser sometimes but what can I say.
This summer has flown by for the most part. I can't even seem to keep up with life-
Life gets in the way of life and before you know it, you've moved on.
It's odd, really. People and friends I'd have expected I would see all summer long I wasn't able to see or only saw once.
And people I didn't think I was close to, or at least I didn't expect to see much, I got to spend more time with.
I move into college on the 18th.
I dunno if I can even wrap my head around that! It's very bittersweet.
Plus, I'm not even really ready. I don't have half the crap I need.
Well, the race team has a race today so I suppose I'm off for that shortly.
Woot...

So I guess I'm pretty bad at this whole keeping up with my journal thing.
I don't quite have the magic touch to it.
I forget about it most of the time, and the other time of my life that isn't most of the time is so chaotic.
But I love living chaotically.
Second session of sailing ended today.
I saw a few of my old friends last night at a party- ones that I haven't seen since...well....2 years ago on the mission trip.
I guess I didn't realize how much I missed them until I saw them again.
Some of them are going to Maryland with me this year though, so that should be exciting.
I saw my twins on the lake today. That was definitely a benefit.
I miss them a lot too.
It's a whole lot of missing people and very little time to see anyone kinda thing.
Work's okay.
Saw Billy Joel a while back. Got to walk through the casino illegally.
Turned 18. I can vote now bitches.
But I can't get juvenile if I were to kill someone. Damn.
I'm really exhausted.
Yanno what- there's so much to say and yet nothing to say at the same time.
Maybe this journal is worthless, but no one can say that I don't try.

In my last journal, I said I'd try to keep up.
I lied.
Because I haven't kept up.
But such is life at times..
I graduated last weekend. Bittersweet, I think.
I had my graduation party last week. Pretty fun, pretty intense, but almost upsetting.
I like the newish format of dA. Things actually delete when I click the delete button.
Imagine that.
First racing practice today. It's definitely different, but the change isn't particularly bad.
I feel like I'm kind of starting from scratch again with the team, but I don't mind.
I'm currently on my new macbook (black of course because white gets filthy!).
I saw Sex and the City (the movie) with a friend of mine, and that was the first time I had ever even really seen that show/movie. I was never one of its fans.
I'm probably going to a concert this Thursday.
I'm also exhausted.
Anyone ever get sick of egos and stupidity?
I sure do.
I have an interesting idea involving sailboat bailers the size of those Costco detergent bottles. Anyone who sails with me will either hear about this or at least understand.
If you don't sail, you're missing out.
I passed my USSailing Lv 2 course. It was pretty fun.
My IT coach for the course was pretty inspiring.
A lot of my friends are away.
I don't think I can comprehend my own thoughts right now.
I bought new flip flops and a pair of sandals.
They're pretty cool, but they don't quite match up to my circle flip flops.
Nothing quite compares.
I think I'm kind of a nutcase.
I'm pretty sure other people think that too.
I think the new instructor will be good this year, but I'll let you know at the end of the summer.
I decided on a college. Insane, right?
I'm tired of dealing with loan paperwork already.
I'm glad it's summer.
I don't really know what else to say.
So much has been happening that I can't function.
But don't worry, I live, I accept, and I move on.
Love.
Out-