“The foliage has been losing its freshness through the month of August, and here and there a yellow leaf shows itself like the first gray hair amidst the locks of a beauty who has seen one season too many. “
-Oliver Wendell Holmes
The first day of October; a quiet, somber day. It is not yet cold, but no longer warm. Though autumn has officially started weeks ago, on the 22nd of September, I vote that it has not made its presence yet. I wish that today, the temperature would drop ten degrees, so that I could bundle up in my jacket and scarf. I wish that the slightly yellow tree outside my window would change its colors already, and fall so that I could have the pleasure of jumping in them. Alas, I will have to wait a few weeks more until this season really hits. I blame the tropical storms on this one.
I slept the most glorious sleep I have had in ages. I woke up at eleven, and got dressed and ate lunch. Then I lamented the fact that I had homework to ruin this perfect day. Sigh. On the upside, I finished my AP English essay on The Poisonwood Bible, by Barbara Kingsolver. I also finished my AP Bio work, but I still don’t understand it, and I know I will end up cramming for the test next week so I don’t fail. But it will all be worth it next week, when Nava and I are going to see JASON MRAZ on Wednesday in Pennsylvania!
I have been trying to write everyday. I wanted to finish my failed 2007 NaNoWriMo novel by this years NaNoWriMo, but I highly, highly doubt that is going to happen. I only have 15,000 words. I’ve been trying to write little ideas and short stories and random crap in this little notebook I have during my free periods at school, since I cannot bring my laptop which contains the novel I should be working on. I have no time, between school, homework, dance class, newspaper, literary magazine, JUUstice LeagUUE and Wrock for Darfur. I need to edit this video I was working on for my YouTube channel but I have no time for that.
The days are way too short.
And I’m a junior? When did that happen? I’m going to visit Columbia in a few weeks, but part of my is screaming at me not to, because what if I love it? And then, what if I don’t get in?
Must think positively. Must remember to practice dances so I don’t get in trouble with Wendy. Must do SAT practice so I can get a 1700. Must do homework. Must plan my sweet sixteen. Must learn how to drive. Must try and keep up with AP Bio. Must try and understand math. Stupid math. Must find a way to make this all work! Must live through the next two years of High School.
If I could, if I didn’t have a future to worry about, if I didn’t have this good reputation to uphold, I would take that train in to Grand Central tonight, find a really cheap place to live, and LIVE.