My senior year of high school started today, but I’ll get to that in a minute.
Yesterday was sort of depressing. Henry got onto me about all this stuff. I put up with it again. Just one more year of him.
Church was great in the morning. My and Ryan’s skit went great. She looked so beautiful. At night, we had a guest speaker named Duke. He was super funny, but very motivating. Jason is back and he was laughing so much. And guess what, he forgot to edit my book, Eagle’s Path. He didn’t even read it! I was disappointed, but it was at least good to get it back.
School went fine. My schedule for the first semester is Computer Applications, World Geography, Art III, and Spanish II. The periods are 90 minutes long. Everything went fine, but boy am I tired.
My summer is over.
The summer of ’93 is no more.
A year ago as I entered my junior year, I was practically in the same position that I am now. Some stuff has changed, but not much.
I liked Ryan a year ago, and I still do now, only much more. I started writing My Book of Days in November of ’92. That doesn’t seem like a long time ago.
I just put in the CATS tape that Christi made for me.
Memory, my only connection to the past 17 years of my life. The earlier years have faded away. But these recent years, the years to come…I’m writing them down to preserve them forever.
For anyone out there in the future reading this, please listen to me. You have to do what I say. Take one day at a time and be thankful for the simple joys in life. You can never go wrong when you take pleasure in the smile on a girl’s face.
This year is going to fly by, then another great summer, and then…boom! I’ll be out there. I’ll live my life for Jesus and then I’ll be free!