Today has been such a busy day! I’ve been offline, and online, and offline. I didn’t get a chance to post my review about Windows Live Writer, which is on my to-do list. I’m supposed to be blogging about my interior design books I had last weekend. Alas, I am steadily failing my blog schedule. However, I’ll hope to release some really good news about my life before the weekend is here.
As I was browsing one of my favorite Livejournal communities, it dawned on me that this summer was my last one as a teenager! I mean summer is pretty much over (not technically) for a lot of my friends as school has started back. I usually wrap my season scheduling around school since I’ll be back in class someday. I have big dreams about my education. Labor Day is almost here, the official start of fall in my head. There’s the fall wardrobe, my wedding, David’s 21st birthday, friends visiting, and the beginning of the holiday season. After Labor Day, my life will never be the same again.
My summer was the last and first for a lot of things for me. Without realizing it, I have engaged in the best summer of my life. I didn’t get to take the nation-wide road trip of my teenage dreams; but I’ve changed in so many ways. I experienced life the way it should be for the first time ever, with my rightfully gained independence. I lost some friends, met some new ones, fell in love all over again with a guy I’ve been in love with for almost four years. I spent the summer away from my family, who had been my summer’s main components for the past eighteen years of my life. I didn’t spend my time engulfed in the fall season’s past’s re-runs. I didn’t sleep in past 10 a.m. to eat cereal in bed as I have for my past few summers. I fell in love with my writing again, as I did last summer. Not only did I fall in love with my writing, I fell in love with my blogging again. This is the first summer in years I’ve been active on this site.
I tried foods I never had before. Got sick as the result of some of those foods. I found myself in a swimsuit more than once in the summer. I visited my first water park! It seems as if so many memories will forever be packed away at the end of this month. I won’t be able to turn back, and I guess part of that scares me. It probably should! After April 2010, my short six years as a teenager will be officially over. It’s depressing to think the last year was the only year I really lived, but I won’t ever regret anything. There’s my 20s up ahead, and I get to really grow into my sophisticated style. I guess I should be scared of no longer being a kid; but I’m more excited than anything. I’m ready to move on and see what life has in store for me. Goodbye my teenage summer, goodbye.
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