Word Soup

It was a sunny spring day. The cotton candy clouds had dissipated into the clear baby blue sky. The smooth ruffles of my polka dotted mini skirt brushed against my skinny white legs. Briskly walking towards Raef hall with white pearls embedded in my ears playing Crimson and Clover by Tommy James and The Shondells, I couldn’t help but note the want-to-be gangsters and galactic star nerds dotting the dingy gray campus. I was late. I slowly pulled the monstrously heavy door open, praying I would not disrupt the event taking place. My eyes danced across the multicolored audience looking for a wee small chair to place my body. Lightly tip toeing down the stairs to the nearest seat, I began to listen to the deep monotone rumble of an ancient voice. A strikingly tall man, John Bell, the first speaker of the presentation was reading a selection of personal poems. Word soup was the correct label for this reading as everything was jumbled together, over cooked and forced fed to the helpless audience. Tales of meaningless nothings retold with such passion left my mind wondering how such dinosaurs are able to keep jobs in such an economy as which we live in. Fortunately for my feeble ears, a new speaker eventually took the stage. At first I mistook Michael Angelone for a quirky gay man, and was slightly amused when he spoke of a wife and kids. His work bashed politics, bible thumpers, terrorists and anything else that happened to crawl on the face of the earth. His brutally blunt battering of life’s issues was both compelling and interesting. As I sat with the cold hard seat cutting off my circulation, I wondered why people adore fluffy language. Angelone presented a beautifully blunt presentation. It was interesting, informative, and impelling. The College Hour eventually came to an end with an round of applause and a shuffling of feet. As I opened the monstrous door once more, I carried a slightly different perspective then beore. It is perfectly okay to be blunt. The key is simply to be beautifully blunt.

Friday Fun

* Graduation - Finally graduated from high school. I was so eady to be done. Now I can jump into the real world of college and work. Woo Whoo! I got the David Gadd Scholarship for $500. That was happy. Now I'll have money to spend on books.

* Met Chad's family - I was so scared to meet all the cousins and aunts and uncles and everyone! What if they didn't like me? What if I said something dumb again? What if? What if? However it turned out fine. It was still a bit awkward, but by far not as bad as I thought it was going to be. And now Ive met the fam! It can only go up hill from here.

* After Party - I had an awesome after party at my house My amazing mother was the best host ever. Everyone loved her. We sat around drinking apple cider and playing Apples to Apples. We also watched the movie 21, and some of the Office. Then almost everyone went to sleep. It was a wonderful night.

So that was my Friday fun!

El Fin

The End.

School is coming to an end. Only ten days of High School remain. Im ready to move on. To start life, to start an adventure. Im ready.

Today was the last class before finals. On Tuesday I have my Geology Final, and on Wednesday I have my Spanish Final.

The dizzy spin of High School is coming to an end. The whirlwind of college is about to begin.