I tend to do this: blog a lot frequently, then take a break without realizing it. Guess there's not much to say.
Due to the size of my tonsils, and because of what they do to me, I'm having a tonsillectomy two weeks from Wednesday: March 28. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared. I'm going to be in pain for two weeks, can't talk, can't kiss my boyfriend for two weeks or longer, and prom is the week after the first two weeks after surgery.
Speaking of prom, I have my dress all done, plus shoes and accessories; it's gorgeous. The plan is to go to dinner at Cheesecake Factory with Mr. Hemphill, dance, then, well, typical prom night couple stuff. If you know what I mean.
Eagerly awaiting results from Rochester's Taste of College program. I need mental stimulation during the summer, and what's better than a college philosophy class for credit? Besides, I'd be in Rochester for a full month, and that place is my favorite geographical location on the planet.
Other college stuff: trying to go to a junior's weekend at DePaul next month, and my more recent SAT scores will be available the day after my surgery. I'm nervous yet confident.
I've been thinking a lot about future posts, considering the time I've had lately. It's time for a review of my I-think-I-can-still-call-her-my best friend, and a less-biased review of my long-distance relationship to Mr. Graham Howell. I posted part 1 a few months before our ultimate break up and intended to write more, but of course we all know what happened there. The plan with that is to delete the former post and start from scratch, but make three parts max: 1 is our first year, 2 is our second year, and 3 is our breakup and post breakup. Well, hopefully, anyway. I think I'm in a good enough state to talk about it, think objectively. I've moved past the hurt, and now I laugh at the memories and smile. We had some good times, but now I have the rest of my life to think about. I've learned to not depend on someone else being with me for the remainder of my life, but I can't say that we haven't had our serious post-high school discussions. As for my I-don't-know-what-to-call-her, she's due for a post. She's been in my life for so long and I've mentioned her so much that it's definitely time to hash her out on this here blog. I'm nearly 3/4 done with high school.
I've befriended a certain girl. More people than I care to admit don't like her, I'll admit I judged what happened when I learned about it years ago, but she is one of the coolest girls I've ever "met" and talked to in a long time. I see the beginning of an interesting friendship.
Okay, goodnight, whoever reads this.
Love,
Caitlyn
