What a day!
Today was the church fellowship at Kiwanis Park. But I’ll begin with church in the morning. I sat next to Sara, Jonathan’s Sara, but not Jonathan’s Sara anymore. He hasn’t said a word to her since Carowinds. And last night he went to the prom with Vicky. But all of that means nothing to me.
Tenielle and Jenna rode with me to the park. Kevin rode with the Neals and Marcus had to ride on the bus with the kids. A boy named Victor was with Jenna and Tenielle. He is 9-years-old and their mom babysits him sometimes.
They all brought water guns and I was soaked by the end of the day. To tell you the truth, so many different things happened at the park that I can’t even remember them all. But Becca brought a friend named Ashley and she and Kevin spent a lot of time together. This upset Tenielle. Ashley is only thirteen.
I believe my brother is beginning to have a serious problem. College and middle school just shouldn’t mix. Kevin’s pursuit is crossing the friend line.
Jenna and I spent a lot of time together and we had some nice talks. The same with Tenielle.
Marcus has interest in Jenna. He has had interest in her for a very long time. She spends time with him and every time she calls me she always to know if he is there. Today she asked if I thought she liked him. I said, “No,” because it sounded like that was what she wanted to hear.
Truthfully, I don’t know and I don’t really care. It is not my problem, nor my business.
Kevin, I believe, is on the phone with Marcus now, because Marcus just got off the phone with Jenna and Tenielle after a two-hour conversation. Kevin and Marcus were discussing the Ashley, Kevin, and Tenielle thing. Again, it is not my business, nor my problem.
I want nothing to do with Jenna and Tenielle beyond our wonderful friendship. I told Jenna today that I want no one to like me romantically because it brings too many complications. I will start over in Banner Elk at Lees-McRae College. I know that my relationship with Jenna and Tenielle couldn’t possibly get any better than it is right now. Each time they laugh, each time they smile, each time they reach out and touch my face; that is all I will ever need from them.
Anne is back from college for the summer. I told Tenielle that I wasn’t sure I could come back for the summer; that it might hurt too much.
The real me is out there somewhere. The real Jacob, both young and old.
These days are only my youth. Although they must be of some importance to the rest of my life, they are not everything.
It has been over six months since I saw Les Miserables on the stage.
That is unbelievable.
Perhaps this moment is the perfect moment to write down the poem I wrote for Tenielle’s drawing. I couldn’t fit the whole poem on her drawing, so she got a much shorter version, but here is the whole thing, which I based on The Lady of Shalott.
I stand here and shiver
The trees around me quiver
I thought I’d stay here forever
But I must move down the river
Flowing to Lees-McRae
I go up and down the people go
Gazing where the lilies do not grow
To a place down below
Oh spare me of this day
But in each day there are still delights
Beautiful and amazing magic sights
I survive through the silent nights
Waking to the gorgeous lights
Not thinking of Lees-McRae
But when the moon was overhead
Grew too young flowers, not yet wed
“Will this happen again?” said
I on that day
In a way I was straining
Like the yellow woods were waning
However, never was I complaining
Nor the winter sky raining
Far from Lees-McRae
And at the closing of each day
A smile on my face did lay
And I began to think of far away
Away went the snowy white
Everything still seemed right
But though the Phantom was not in the light
I began to hear the Music of the Night
Still far from Lees-McRae
Yet, I kept running along
The two flowers still among
The day I sing my last song
Will be a sad day
Who am I and what is here?
Is the lighted palace near?
I so often hear the cheer
But it’s the crossing which I fear
What God? Why this face?
Why such beauty in this place?
The two flowers and their grace
Can it already be May?