I realize, going to college is nice. I’ve really enjoyed my first semester. There was a small period of time there near the end when I began to dread it all, but that’s only because of my own irresponsibility. I’ve learned to manage my stress levels, caught myself making excellent use of my planner, and found that I could make good friends too!

Just yesterday I had dinner with a few. One of my exchange student friends is going to visit her family in China and then going to Philadelphia for university. She was so sweet! I’ll miss her.

As for this summer, it’s probably going to be just like all my other summers. I’ll plan a million things and only end up doing a fraction of them. But maybe I’ll do it differently this time. I want to read all the books that have been piling up, paint all the pictures that I’ve had coming in and out of my imagination, I’ll kick it with a friend or two, I’ll try to get a job, work on all those little projects I’ve had saved up one day at a time. I’m just not going to worry about how much I get done. I’ll enjoy as much as I can. I won’t be afraid to love what or who I love anymore. I’ll help my mom out, be kind to my family, serve in church, be be be.

I will be.