I loved your memo, btw...

''It's not a memo, it's a mission statement.''

Sunday, March 23, 2003

Let me say it here and let me say it now.

I should be happy. Why shouldn't I? A school I really want to go to has accepted me and I can't ask for more. Why do I keep needing the acceptance of others to feel complete? Have I learned nothing these past four years? Have I just been the numb little boy who marked ivory walls with pencil when his parents told him he was going to move? Am I just the child who was afraid people who came to see if they wanted to rent our house would steal my beanie babies? Have I not learned anything from Young and Jessica, Jue and Steven, Bernard and Robert, Helen and Albert, and the people I know now?

Have I betrayed Amelie?

Let me ask myself this. If I can't look at myself and follow what Mr. Green told us each morning in 7th Grade, who am I? It is now up to me to leech the poison out and not be the weakling. It is time now for fun and learning. This chapter will end in June when I will graduate. I am determine to go out with a happy ending. Let the cliffhangers fall and let the next chapter roar. Come what may.

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