High Hopes.

I have nothing left to do, so I decided that I would update... myself... on my own life.

One morning I went walking through the kitchen, my mom and I were still in our pj's, and I stopped and just said to her, "I think I want to go to CMU." At the time I really didn't have any particular reason for wanting to go, besides the fact that Ellie is going, and my cousin already goes there. I'm ready to get away from this city, and I'm ready to try it on my own. I finally decided to look into advertising and marketing that is tied into their Journalism program. I think I can do it... I hope I can do it. I guess time will tell.

Ellie and I are planning on rooming with each other. I sometimes wonder if this is the right idea or not.

College is going to be a new experience. I'm looking forward to it more and more each day.

Becoming Jane

Today in a fit of boredom, and sudden need for romance I found myself watching “Becoming Jane,” with Anne Hathaway and the ever attractive James McAvoy. There was one part in the movie that really stuck out the most to me, and I found myself thinking it over. Jane and Tom return to his uncle’s estate in an attempt to show him how eligible she was. While they are there, they visit the authoress, Ann Radcliffe, who is known for some of her novels. The beginning of the conversation between Jane and Ann caught my attention:

“You live so quietly and yet your novels are filled with romance; danger; terror.”-Jane

“Everything my life is not.”-Ann

How many authors’ write stories and novels of things they do not know, or don’t quite understand? Hasn’t it always been said that one should write of what they know? Yet many do not write as such. Maybe the best writing is not writing what one may know, but of the things they want to know. Writing about adventures, terror and danger one may never come across, and the heart pounding passion one only wishes they could feel. Is that what sells books? Reading about the life of another; to maybe get a small bit of what they’re feeling? Taking in everything author and reader alike do not know or understand.

Stupid attractive jerk!

We're in the home stretch now, and I can see the checkered flag at the end. Four more month, and that's it! I suddenly find myself looking forward to so much: My 18th birthday, Spring Break, Graduation, and summer! I've just got to get through career center without going completely crazy, and attempts to go to English every once in a while.

JUST FOUR MORE MONTHS!

Lent is coming up, and Ellie is trying to get me to give up something. Her and Chels are giving up sweets, and wanted me to do it as well. YEAH RIGHT! I have monthly needs for certain sweets. There is NO WAY I will be giving those up! I thought about giving up swearing, because that's really the only thing I do a lot. I guess we will see how it goes.

So once again I find myself completely infatuated with a guy. I told myself I wasn't going to get involved with anyone because I might be going off to college next year. But leave it to me to get completely hung up on him. He's practically everything I didn't want, too. AND HE'S SHORT! But he's so much more manly than any guy I've ever met. He is such a jerk sometimes, but can always make me laugh. He argues with me, and makes me smile. Ironically, I was reading one of my other posts and found this:

"There was a boy. I was probably more interested in the idea of finally having a boyfriend, but the more I started to know him, the more I was not interested. At all. Sure he's a really nice guy... but he's TOO nice. He doesn't get what I'm saying, and he never knows what to say to me. Make me laugh! Argue back! Be a jerk sometimes! Is that so much to ask?"

Oh man... I'm in a pickle.

Ciao.