Update #2

On Tuesday I woke up early, found my laptop and prepared myself to write. Really, I haven't had any chance to write for such a long time, that it was really nice to finally be able to sit down and let all my worries fade into the distance as I got wrapped up in someone else's story, forgetting everything that has happened over the past few weeks, and the new questions swarming in my head like an annoying hive of bees. Really, it seems that no matter where I go, or what I do, drama trails behind me. I don't ask for it, don't incite it, it's just always there- waiting. Well, it's certainly good for writing at least.

Last year, my junior year, I took a creative writing class at my school at St.Augustine High, and we were required to write the beginning of a novel. I found myself getting caught up in this story, and I wrote a little more each day. Tuesday, I brought out that story again and began to edit it, give it a new foundation, fill in the character's with more descriptions and thoughts. It's such an interesting thing, to go back and see your work, realizing its potential but also realizing how much better it could be with what you've learned as of late. My back was literally aching when the five hours was up, from being hunched over and typing the whole time, but there was a new feeling of satisfaction that I couldn't disagree with. Of course, the downside was that when I got home it became gloomy out. I was really upset about that for a little bit, and then of course I got into a stupid accident on my bicycle because two racing cyclists just had to unnecessarily take up both lanes. Oh, but I won't dwell on that I suppose. My hands are already healing quite fast.

Wednesday was such a lovely day. In winter, I always joke, I go into a sort of hibernation; I don't make an effort to socialize or talk to any of my friends, and when spring comes around they're always really surprised to hear from me. The last few weeks i've been calling and making plans, but Wednesday was really the most fun i've had in quite a while, and I got to see a lot of the people i've been missing so dearly. First, Garth came over and we sat and talked for a few hours about some of my concerns. Since our fight on Sunday, I wasn't sure what to think. It was nice just to see him again though, even if it did hurt a little bit still. After Garth left to go to class, I walked to Whetstone and met up with my dear friend Sketchy. We got icecream and hot dogs and complained about the heat and the endless stretch of road, then laughed at how fickle we were. As we were finishing up our icecream concoctions, my friend Kyle came over and we all hung out, and when Sketchy's dad picked her up, Kyle gave me a helmet and a ride on his new motorcycle. Then, as I was walking the dog later on, smiling to myself happily, a car pulled over and demanded that I get in. Squealing, I jumped in, with the dog. It was Mary, Clare, and Xander (Xander I didn't know, but he knew my sister, so that was nice). I haven't been able to hang out with Mary or Clare in ages, because they're always busy with theater at Watterson, but this gave us the opportunity to catch up and have fun. Sam called me; I didn't answer because I was singing along with Mary and dancing with Clare in the grass, feeling just like the little girl I used to be. Julie came over later, and my day was finally complete, and I collapsed into bed exhausted and happy.