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Summer!

Summer!

Hellolo!

It has been far too long since I’ve written anything. My apologies. I have been rather busy. School has just ended, and I passed all my classes with half EOY grades being A’s. Yay. Now is the time that everyone has been waiting for; long days of chillaxing, hanging with friends and not a worry in the world.

Wrong.

My summers have not been ones where I just lounge around and “hang.” Especially since I will be a senior in the fall (tis bout thy time) I have so many college preparations as well as the final goodbyes to my dear friends that are off to university. Plus, a job would be rather nice. Something prolific, but can’t be too choosy these days. Also, I am wanting to learn to play the piano. The list goes on and on.

With many plans already made (Narnia Extravaganza, NG and NF graduations and parties, week in Austin to move my sister into her new apartment, college visits, more adventuring, etc) I am hopeful for the summer. Mostly busy, but rather busy than monotonous.

Change of subject; for those of you who know me, you know I’m a rather paranoid person. Always some sort of paranoia about something. This time the paranoia has reached a new high. Only a handful of people know why I am saying this, and although I may be vague, I will (hopefully) still make some sense.
There are events that happen in people’s lives, unplanned or planned, that seem to not exactly be picture perfect. Then one starts analysing and worrying over that subject until the point of insanity. This is unhealthy. This needs to be fixed, and not by Valium. The only thing people can do for a case of severe paranoia is to have faith that the Universe will set all things right, not matter what the case. Whatever larger being you believe in, it will take care of the problems, issues, mess-ups and screw overs that have, has, or will happen.

I bid thee goodbye with lyrics from the genius mind of John Mayer.

I got half a smile and zero shame
I got a reflection with a different name
Got a brand new blues I can’t explain
Who did you think I was?

Every mornin when the day begins
I make up my mind but change it back again
I’m a shifter of the shape I’m in
Who did you think I was?

You got my number but I always knew the score
Who did you think I was?

Am I the one who plays the quiet songs
Is He the one who turns the ladies on
Will I keep shinin til my light is gone
Who did you think I was?

You got my number but I always knew the score
Who did you think I was?

Here is a line that you won’t understand
I’m half of the boy but i’m twice the man
Carry the weight of the world in the palm of my hand
Who did you think I was?