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I'm graduating in 12 school days. To say I'm excited would be quite an understatement, so I won't say anything for fear of sounding ridiculous. I'll just say I'm having a good time thinking about grad, it's gonna be so fucking great.
I don't really have much to say about my life right now. There isn't anything all that exciting to talk about. I have a Youth Council meeting on Saturday from 10:00 to 3:00. Should be very long and probably helpful. I'll get to see my Council friends, which will be cool. Then I'm going to my dearest mother's church for an overnight for Pentecost. Crossroads is on Sunday, too. That'll be really cool. There are burritos! I'll get to see some of my camp friend which will be REALLY awesome. Speaking of camp friends...
HENRY CALLED! God, I missed talking to him. He is such an inspirational person. When I talk to him I feel so free and happy. I feel comfortable sharing my odd thought and wonky aspirations. We talked for an hour long about what's going on in his life and what's going on in my life. We talked about our vendettas (which I wrote about a few entries back) and our insecurities and interests. I felt so.... good afterward. I love Henry so much. He's one of those special individuals that you feel blessed just knowing. I remember the time he wrote a poem for me about how inspirational I was to him. I was shocked that he thought that about me when I so CLEARLY felt the same about him. It was a fantastic poem too. So.... Henry! What a wonderful person.
I also talked to Krista for an hour last night before I spoke to Henry. We had a good conversation and I think we're feeling more comfortable with each other now. We were really falling out, but it's better now. :D
AH! GUESS WHAT? The trailer for the 4th Harry Potter movie, Goblet of Fire, came out this past weekend. It's fantastic! Here's a link: http://www.gobletoffire.com/ It's freaking wonderful! Looks and sounds so much better than the 3rd one. And the 6th book is coming out this summer. Harry Potter is wonderful - I want to marry him.
Oh, I saw my friend Omega at Chapters last Friday. He was sitting there reading and me and my friends sat with him and talked for a half-hour and then we met up with Randy and took the bus back to the South Shore. It was really fun to hang out with them for a bit. I definitely want to see Omega some more. I've scarcely met other guys so level-headed.
Okay. I think I've rambled about my past week for long enough. Here I will leave you with some powerful lyrics from a song by the Dixie Chicks called Travelin' Soldier:
Two days past eighteen
He was waiting for the bus in his army green
Sat down in a booth in a cafe there
Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair
He’s a little shy so she gives him a smile
And he said would you mind sittin’ down for a while
And talking to me, I’m feeling a little low
She said I’m off in an hour and I know where we can go
So they went down and they sat on the pier
He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don’t care
I got no one to send a letter to
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you?
I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin’ for the love of a travelin’ soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin’ for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone when the letter said
A soldier’s coming home
So the letters came from an army camp
In California then Vietnam
And he told her of his heart
It might be love and all of the things he was so scared of
He said when it’s getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin’ down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
Don’t worry but I won’t be able to write for awhile
One Friday night at a football game
The Lord’s prayer said and the anthem sang
A man said folks would you bow your heads
For a list of local vietnam dead
Crying all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read and nobody really cared
But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair
---
The story behind this song is heartbreaking. Whenever I hear, read or think of it the hair on the back of my neck stand up and I get this terrified feeling deep inside me. Imagine being that girl with the bow in her hair, meeting and falling in love with a traveling soldier within a few short hours, corresponding with him for some time (which makes the love grow even stronger), and then discovering quite horribly that he has died because of a war. And to think that there are families all over America who have suffered from this because of the USELESS war in Iraq!! I really dislike Bush, I would really like him to go away immediately. Thank God I haven't ever had to feel that immense pain of losing someone to war. I pray for those who have. They are on my mind constantly. God bless them.
I don't really have much to say about my life right now. There isn't anything all that exciting to talk about. I have a Youth Council meeting on Saturday from 10:00 to 3:00. Should be very long and probably helpful. I'll get to see my Council friends, which will be cool. Then I'm going to my dearest mother's church for an overnight for Pentecost. Crossroads is on Sunday, too. That'll be really cool. There are burritos! I'll get to see some of my camp friend which will be REALLY awesome. Speaking of camp friends...
HENRY CALLED! God, I missed talking to him. He is such an inspirational person. When I talk to him I feel so free and happy. I feel comfortable sharing my odd thought and wonky aspirations. We talked for an hour long about what's going on in his life and what's going on in my life. We talked about our vendettas (which I wrote about a few entries back) and our insecurities and interests. I felt so.... good afterward. I love Henry so much. He's one of those special individuals that you feel blessed just knowing. I remember the time he wrote a poem for me about how inspirational I was to him. I was shocked that he thought that about me when I so CLEARLY felt the same about him. It was a fantastic poem too. So.... Henry! What a wonderful person.
I also talked to Krista for an hour last night before I spoke to Henry. We had a good conversation and I think we're feeling more comfortable with each other now. We were really falling out, but it's better now. :D
AH! GUESS WHAT? The trailer for the 4th Harry Potter movie, Goblet of Fire, came out this past weekend. It's fantastic! Here's a link: http://www.gobletoffire.com/ It's freaking wonderful! Looks and sounds so much better than the 3rd one. And the 6th book is coming out this summer. Harry Potter is wonderful - I want to marry him.
Oh, I saw my friend Omega at Chapters last Friday. He was sitting there reading and me and my friends sat with him and talked for a half-hour and then we met up with Randy and took the bus back to the South Shore. It was really fun to hang out with them for a bit. I definitely want to see Omega some more. I've scarcely met other guys so level-headed.
Okay. I think I've rambled about my past week for long enough. Here I will leave you with some powerful lyrics from a song by the Dixie Chicks called Travelin' Soldier:
Two days past eighteen
He was waiting for the bus in his army green
Sat down in a booth in a cafe there
Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair
He’s a little shy so she gives him a smile
And he said would you mind sittin’ down for a while
And talking to me, I’m feeling a little low
She said I’m off in an hour and I know where we can go
So they went down and they sat on the pier
He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don’t care
I got no one to send a letter to
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you?
I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin’ for the love of a travelin’ soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin’ for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone when the letter said
A soldier’s coming home
So the letters came from an army camp
In California then Vietnam
And he told her of his heart
It might be love and all of the things he was so scared of
He said when it’s getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin’ down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
Don’t worry but I won’t be able to write for awhile
One Friday night at a football game
The Lord’s prayer said and the anthem sang
A man said folks would you bow your heads
For a list of local vietnam dead
Crying all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read and nobody really cared
But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair
---
The story behind this song is heartbreaking. Whenever I hear, read or think of it the hair on the back of my neck stand up and I get this terrified feeling deep inside me. Imagine being that girl with the bow in her hair, meeting and falling in love with a traveling soldier within a few short hours, corresponding with him for some time (which makes the love grow even stronger), and then discovering quite horribly that he has died because of a war. And to think that there are families all over America who have suffered from this because of the USELESS war in Iraq!! I really dislike Bush, I would really like him to go away immediately. Thank God I haven't ever had to feel that immense pain of losing someone to war. I pray for those who have. They are on my mind constantly. God bless them.
