Today was incredible. Before I start, I'd like to set a few things straight. First, I have failed. This blog was to test my dedication to something beyond my everyday life, and I didn't follow through. Instead, life brought me new challenges and new dedications so I am instead rearranging the parameters encompassing my "experience". The bar may be lowered, but it doesn't mean that I will be anything along the lines of a cheat. Instead, writing once a week will give me a chance to breathe, to gather my stories and thoughts into a single novella of sorts. Everyone goes through different changes and things in their life that causes them to reevaluate where on the horizon their sights have been set, I'm no different. Not anticipating my course load, or even aspects of my daily life changing from the mundane activities of yesterday was a classic, rookie mistake. Now that I've hit the refresh button on my to-do list, it's time to blog.
Not a whole lot happened in the month of March. The first week was enveloped by math, physics, and psychology. The second week brought state championships for both our basketball and hockey guys. The third, which I had intended on elaborating on in this post brought a rush of emotions, sleep deprived nights, and a new family. NYLC was possibly one of the best things that could have happened to me. I gained so much knowledge and love from people who were strangers one day, and my sisters and brothers the next. I left Washington D.C with a head full of ideas and a heart full of love. This past Sunday afternoon, my newfound family was scattered across the country, each taking a piece of my heart with them as I ventured back to snowy New Hampshire. I'll elaborate more on the trip itself in future posts, but as I am pressed for time, I must press on. The National Young Leaders Conference brought so many new people into my life for which I'm indescribably happy to have met, but as planes fly and and cars drive, life goes on. So I'm floating along, catching up on sleep and make up work, failing tests and missing meetings, frequently napping and always missing the people who made my week in DC so colorful and wonderful. Enough of that, I'll fry my laptop with the tears that are threatening to leave my tearducts.
I know this post isn't nearly as long as my previous apologetic blogpost, but honestly? Life has dealt me a hand that is a little trickier than I anticipated. Sure, I'm still happy (for the most part, and a lot more lately) but school is school with a little bit of a kick now. Getting back into the swing of things is pretty tough, especially when you miss extensive periods of time in high school. If you're out for a week, it's almost like you're out for a year and when you return, everything seems foreign and distant. Assimilation hasn't quite taken place yet, but I'm slowly easing myself back into the familiar doldrums of Somersworth High School. You just have to take the cards dealt to you. Sometimes, you're lucky enough for a full house, and others, you draw 'till you find that winning combination. Go Fish.
"Moving on, is a simple thing. What it leaves behind is hard." - Dave Mustaine
live simply.
