| I've been gone for two weeks. these two weeks have went by super fast. I guess because I was enjoying myself. wherever I went, from band camp to journalism camp I had to force myself to have fun. I couldn't just not go anywhere and not have fun. I haven't been home in two weeks. I came home on Sunday as was out the door that afternoon. I'm pretty tired but I'll get some rest. I took a nap earlier today and tomorrow I'll sleep for a long time. we're suppose to go skating tomorrow, which we haven't been in a while, I'm ready to go there. I haven't seen or spent time with all my friends in like 3 weeks. we normally do something every weekend but everyone has been going to camp and having tournaments. we're all back for now, something is going to come up soon I'm sure. my summers aren't a time for me to relax. it's just a time for me to be on the go constantly.
yes, I can sit here and type out 20 long paragraphs about how my week was at band camp or journalism camp, but I'm not. I just had some good and memorable times. band camp was tiring. we went to bed late and got up early, at 5:00 in the morning for a whole week. I was so tired during the day. people would be mad dosing off while we were practicing. it was hard keeping your head up. at breakfast, lunch, dinner, or at socials I wasn't tired. far from it. just sitting down in work mode made me tired. during the week, my school had many problems and rude gestures from other schools. for some reason, the high school I go to is so infamous. you think you would have one rival but man we have like 100; all the schools in Dallas and then some. I think that is one reason why I decided to go to there. we are a very competitive school. in band, choir, football, basketball, dance, and cheerleading. we always come on top and people notice and try to keep us down. even the drill sgt.'s were hasty towards us, but we survived band camp at Grambling. meet and saw some cool people. can't wait til football season starts, I'm ready to play some of these schools - we ain't never scared.
journalism camp was fun. I think it was my last year. I've been going there since I was in the 7th grade and now it's over. everyone was all emotional and stuff. for some reason I have to be the "head camper." meaning I always have to keep games going, motivate people, do crazy things, and introduce things. that's just apart of my persona. my friends make me feel like I know the right and fun thing to do. I make most of the decisions for the group, which they don't have a problem with. I'm very considerate and I'm not a bossy person. I know how to talk to my peers. it was emotional at the end. I was saying my goodbye's and thank you. this girl and I started out at the same time. we've been knowing each other and grew up in the program. it's good seeing people grow up and evolve. that's the thing I'm into, changing for the better. change is good, and I like to see people change, I'm even changing. many people tend to notice that, which is good. what good is change if it's not noticeable. anywho, it was sad. I meet a girlfriend through the program and even life long comrades. I think I'm going next year. it's just a week, and I need all the practice I can get in the mass communications field. every year I feel stronger & stronger about going into the field. I had alot of fun. I was even in the talent show, and placed second. Tiffany and I did this little routine, I wish I had a video camera - but I don't.
well at least it's not 20 long paragraphs. I tried to sum it up the best way I can but sometimes thoughts won't stop coming. I'm working a new layout to get my personal website back up and running. I have a layout I already made so I might change it as sooner as you or I think. "you have to keep changing and evolving!" |
