Sunday, June 22, 2008

Wendy Darling

Wow, two posts in one day. I guess I have a lot of pent up creative/journalling juices inside. So I just came inside from sitting on the trampoline with my little sisters and brother and it kind of felt weird. I found myself almost scolding them for bouncing too much and I wasn't really enjoying being out there. After a while, I started to get up to leave. Christine, number 4 in the lineup, looked up at me and asked me, shocked, where I was going. I told her simply, I was going inside, jumped off the trampoline and walked away. As I looked back, she looked confused and disappointed. I don't know why, but I felt really old just then. I feel like Wendy when Peter Pan came back for her years after their original adventure. When Wendy told Peter that she couldn't come with him because she was too old. I imagine Peter looked confused and sad like my sister did.
I don't know why this popped into my head, but it did. I think I'm being torn between being a kid at home and college student - an adult. I kind of want to be both, but I guess I'm just growing up. Wow, never thought that would happen. That's kind of a bummer.

So that was a really depressing post. Hopefully I'll think of something happy soon and post that.

Home

So I'm back in Oregon and my allergies are freaking out. Things actually grow here in Oregon so I've been sneezing more now than I have my entire life. Other than that, though, life is alright. I have drama camp starting tomorrow (PS I'm teaching drama camp this summer) and I haven't exactly finished the script for it. I'm not going to lie, I'm not really looking forward to drama camp. It is so stressful and exhausting. But the kids are fun to watch and it is kind of rewarding watching them put on their little play for their parents. Darn those happy, warm feelings.

One reason I really really really like being home is that church is at 11:30. WONDERFUL!!!! That 8:30 stuff at school was taking a toll on me. I never got a day to sleep in.

It's weird being home. Am I a child? Am I an adult? Am I a visitor? Do my parents have jurisdiction over me still? (I think the answers are: yes, yes, maybe, YES) It's just a different dynamic.

Anyways, I should probably go start getting ready for church. Haha, you Monticello kids are just starting Relief Society and stuff right now.







PS I really like this.