Well, this is it. My last post from Texas. I can’t believe it’s the end of the summer already, but really, this past year has flown by remarkably fast. A year ago I was debating a semester off from school, and when I decided to forgo Denison, Mom and I road-tripped it down to Texas, where I went through my teenage anger/rebellion years in approximately four months (oops – I’m still apologizing to Mom. Love you lots, Mom!)
By the time my twentieth birthday rolled around and I escaped those dreadful teenage years, I had been at the wonderful, the glorious, the amazing GRINNELL COLLEGE for approximately three weeks, and while I did have to throw a birthday party for myself (with the help of a few transfer friends, of course), lots of people showed up. J The following evening I met Klevi, who somewhat soon thereafter became my boyfriend, and then suddenly we were playing tennis matches, I was hacking up a lung (or three) in Florida over spring break, we spent under 24 hours in California, it was finals week, and what am I going to do this summer?
In other words, this past year has been a whirlwind of activity, and although I never would have predicted where I am today, I wouldn’t change a thing. And why would I? I’m now a sociology major, which I love more than I ever loved English (side note: I read at least four soc books this summer). I’m on a tennis team where I feel welcome, appreciated, and loved for who I am. I’m able to play piano and to perform in a stress-free environment in the Christian worship band – can’t wait to start rocking out again. I became involved in volunteer work at school. I had my beliefs positively challenged in numerous ways. I’m dating a wonderful, intelligent young man. This summer I had a tasking but fulfilling job working with kids, which kept my spirits high and my thoughts positive.
And tomorrow morning I fly back to Des Moines, Iowa, where I will catch a shuttle bus back to the quaint town of Grinnell, where I will lug my suitcase up two flights of stairs and then go to security to pick up my key. On Monday I start tennis practice at 6:30 in the morning (which could be exciting – and possible devoid of any tennis whatsoever – due to my ongoing back spasms), and that day my roommate arrives.
It’s going to be exciting. I can’t wait to see where life takes me this year.
Now y’all take care. ;)
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