I just got home. Our Computer Applications class went to Pittsboro today. I had an okay time.
I stayed after school for about an hour to catch up on some work.
I also saw my step-grandparents (Henry’s parents) today. They told me that their daughter Karen, went to Lees-McRae once for a basketball camp. She said it was the most beautiful place in the world.
You know what, I don’t meant to sound prideful, but I’ve done pretty good so far. Everyone tells me that I have a good head on my shoulders. Whenever we have writing assignments in English and the papers are read out loud, everyone looks forward to mine.
I will do okay up at Lees-McRae. I will be somebody. I will be an good actor, writer, director, and lover of Jesus.
Whenever I was growing up no one said that I was a good singer. I remember Brandon telling me to keep singing and eventually I’d sound okay.
Whenever I called him Sunday morning, he just found out that I sing background vocals for the Praise Band. He said, “See, I told you you’d get good.” He was right.
The time has come. My work in this place is almost complete. Thirty-two days are left of school.
Then two and a half months and then I will move on. I am now looking forward to it. The Lord is preparing me and I know he will provide me with what I need when I get up there.
I know there will be trials and temptations there, but He has His eye on me. I know that it is true.
I have faith in God and myself. I believe in myself. I have to, or I will not survive.