That depresses me. The thought that we only have 3 weeks left with each other. For most people, 3 weeks seems like a long time, but for me, it's much too short. I have met some of the most amazing and incredible people that I've ever known and when July 23 rolls around we'll all be scattering to different parts of the state to go on with our separate lives. I hope we'll keep in touch. We say that we will, but those promises are usually never fufilled. I'm scared that when we go on with our lives, and go back to school, we won't talk as much, and I don't want that to happen.
I can't believe I'm finally going to be a junior. Jesus. That's insane. It's probably the most important year of my life, and I don't know where I want to go to college or what I want to do. I haven't got it all figured out like a lot of the kids at gs. They all know that they can get in to some of the most prestigous schools in the nation, but I can't. I want to, but I just can't. It's not in the cards I've been dealt. So what do I want to do? Where do I want to go? I don't even know what I like to do. I like to dance, but do I want to dance for the rest of my life? No, not really. It's fun for now, but not for a career. I don't know what else to do though. So much of my life has been based around dance, that I think I'll feel lost without it. I won't know what to do with myself. Kind of like I don't know what to do with myself at home, away from gs, when I have no classes to go to and so much unstructured time. I'm going crazy.
I have finished all my homework for break, which included working on a dance history project, reading a sexploitation packet and a neil postman article. The Postman article was extremely intruiging and it raised a lot of questions for me; I'm excited to go back to area II and discuss them.
"In the United States, for example, it is no longer possible for a fat person to be elected to high political office--not because our Constitution forbids it but because television forbids it, since television exalts the attractive visual image and has little patience with or love for the subtle or logical word."
Just a little tidbit for your brains to ponder while you're sitting at home wasting your lives away.