This is officially the first blog I've kept since over a year ago when I used to keep a livejournal...this is so much better though. A lot of things have changed with time also. right now, this is probably not the best time for me to be posting because I am sick and a little bit stressed and frustrated and anti-parakeet.
I have come to recognize parakeet as an adjective thanks to an interesting man I met this past week. I won't share the whole story because I don't feel as if it is the business of too many people, but basically, this man told me that I should take life examples from the parakeet (he cited his parakeet...can't remember the name). This means that I should live my life loud and free despite the cage holding me in...as if to say "Stacy's here and what are you gonna do about it!" Of course the idea at the end is to break from the cage and live life fully.
I am not parakeet today.
Lately I have been in a heap of worry over school and next year. I don't know what the heck I want to do...Allegheny or Stony Brook? And also I have been doubting lately whether I can hold up to college. I haven't shared this part with anyone yet, but there's nobody I really feel I should discuss it with. The one person is gone, the other two I always run to in this type of situation and I don't want to keep doing that. So what do I do? I'm seriously been thinking about giving into this thing I am fighting against. If you think I'm being vague, sure I'm not coming out right and saying it, but I think you most likely know what I'm talking about.
I don't feel like making New Years Resolutions, because that would involve pouring out everything wrong about myself and vowing to fix it...I don't think I like that.
One thing I do want to do though is to spend more time with my friends, new and old. It's so hard because I barely have any time left with either group. I wish I had a reason to have a party sometime soon...that would be FUN.
On a happier note because you are probably bored...I love all of my friends. To the bone or pretty close to it. I LOVE YOU ALL!!!
Maybe toucan should be an adjective.
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Hey Stacy, I know exactly how you feel. I have no idea where I will be a year from now, and it's scary. Just remember that no matter what counselors and college recruiters say, there is no one right school, and it is not an all-binding, life-or-death decision. I'm sure no matter where you go to school, you'll be happy and succeed outrageously. And then you'll make a killer doctor. Not literally, of course. : P
love ya, Stace!
what?!? how does this thing know my name??? anyway, college is no biggie stacy. ok, so who am i kidding. college scares the snot out of me. but it's ok. love you stacy
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