Saturday, August 12, 2006

Frozen Pop Tartz Are A Treat From God.

As I sat around the house this summer hoping for something miraculous to come from my frozen pop tart, or wishing that sour patch kids really did walk and talk, I realized, I have a life and Im not even using it.
As many of my friends headed off for vacation, I sat at home watching blues clues and eating my frozen pop tart.
While millions of kids were being rushed off to summer school, Music lessons, and those other activities they were signed up for, I was busy worrying about how I was going to get my bracelet out of my pool's drain.
As people ask me about what I want to do when Im an adult, and where I plan to go to college becuz I only have 2 more years to figure it out, I wonder whats going to happen on Klye XY that night.
As people complain about how we have new uniforms (which, by the way, are HIDEOUS) at least someones making plans on how to take over the school and force the School staff to let us wear jeans and t-shirts.
Do you see those kids out playing with their pets, having a blast? I have a fish with an obsession over only one smal corner of the tank, a bird who thinks I'm the devil (what can I say? I got hungry one night), and an obese dog who thinks the driveway is the pathway to hell.
But I also have learned to appreciate these things, becuz they make me realize who I'm not:
Athletic? only if chasing after my sister after she stole the last pop tart is considered exercise.
Smart? not until school starts back up
Hard worker? haha no
Composed? I break down over a lot of things
Mature? heck no
and who I am:
Entertaining? Most def
Energized? Duh
Talented? I like to say I am
Pretty? I like to think so
Friendly? Ask my friends
Persistent? of course
Different? yes
Quirky? obviously
And my list goes on and on.
In school I worried non stop. I fought, and I hated a lot of people and for some reason, I let them get to me. I wasnt the best of friends with one girl, Miranda, but she wasnt the best to me either. But while I let everyone know how I felt about her up-front. She only let a select few in on her little secret. And I have decided not to let her get to me EVER again. I had a lot of boy problems. The problem? too many of them. And I have decided, due to the fact that I am happily taken, not to let them bother me again. I didnt have many (true) friends, and I've decide that I am happy with the VERY few that I have.
I spent my summer worrying about what people think of me, and how terrible my next year would be. So I didnt have time to really do ANYTHING with ANYONE. Therefore I have decided to use the next few weeks to spend as much time as possible with MY friends, driving around in MY car, and fulfilling MY goal: to still have a great summer.

3 comments:

Bekah said...

ok. so the people (like me) who are busy and run around like crazy all summer long, HAVE NO FUN!!!! personally, i would love to sit around all day with my frozen pop tart. But no. I'm freekishly over-committed. But enough with me.

It sounds like you've matured into the beautiful junior you are about to be. who cares if you don't know what you want to do. It's great! ENJOY life.

But please do call. I would like to talk to you. I really miss you, and I'd like to tell you EVERYTHING because a LOT has gone on since I saw you last.

Love ya, mean it. I don't care if you're a...."little less than loyal" because I've learned the hard way, that people let you down.

And I'm not going to let that trip me up any more.

So I just want to tell you that I deeply apppreciate you as a friend, and I'm glad that YOU (unlike some people) are coming back. It'll be fun.

Party like it's '91....

-Bekah

Sarah said...

hey Sarah :) it's Sarah (Jones) :) wow that's weird to type that. anywho, i just read the post underneath this and then read this one. sounds like you are changing and maturing alot. hope school is going good for you. email if you feel like it.
talk 2 ya later
yummytacoes@yahoo.com

crzyblonde19 said...

I AM GOING ON A MISSION!!!!