It's been a while since I've took the time out to blog. So I guess I'm back now.
My summer had been pretty fun, mostly chill, but really fun. I'd have to say the highlight of my summer was my close friend Summer's birthday hotel function where EVERYONE was outta there minds turnt and then someone stole her phone and she ran across Sunset Blvd. in a body leotard with her blue panties showing (lmao) cussin niggas out...WHAT? It was one of those things where you had to be there to enjoy the full comedy of the situation.
Anyways I'm just patiently waiting for the time to pass until I am off to college. My school starts ridiculously late (Sept. 28) and I leave on the 23rd. Although I am very sure that there will be a million and one things that I'll learn to miss about L.A., I can't help but anticipate the new journey I will embark on. I will be attending Seattle Pacific University aka SPU, which is funny to me because that was not on my list at all, I was so sure that I would never go there. One, because of the weather, two, because what the hell is in Seattle besides coffee?, and three, is just seemed wack and boring. But seeing how I realized I wanted a private christian school, that isn't exclusively Christian (lol), experience for college over a public one, and they gave me great financial aid...why not? Plus, the food was bomb! I want to major in communications, MAYBE minor in Spanish..that's way up in the air, and go to grad school for business all to become a prominent figure in the film industry. I want to direct, produce, edit, or be a creative director, OR just be all of those things together. But only God knows what I will end up doing, which is why I wanted to go to a Christian school so I can be in an environment that encourages me to be better in my faith.
I have to say I am very nervous for college because this is the time where I prove to myself that I can be as great as my heart desires to be. I will be able to prove to myself that I am smart enough to make the Deans List and have a social life in college. I just want to be everything and more then my heart desires...which is A LOT!
I also have a passion and great respect for theatre. I guess I will just do a little bit of everything in college to see what my nitch is.
On to other things, one of my dearest friend's, MELISSA, is having a baby girl any day now. She is set to name her Kennedy *Marie* Lynette Prothro. Note that Marie is my middle name too so I already have big hopes for Miss Kennedy. And as much as I want to lie and say "Oh yea, Meliss named her baby's middle name after mine" I CAN'T because that was her late mother's middle name. Womp womp for me! But I can't express how proud I am of Melissa for not punking out like these other little girls and jumping to abortion, or being scared of this new journey she will take on of motherhood at the age of 18. But I have always been proud of Melissa, whether I disagreed with her actions or not, for the fact that she has always persevered in anything she put her mind to and has stayed true to herself no matter what and not being afraid to do so despite of what people thought of her, so it's nothing new.
It takes a strong woman to be ready at the drop of a dime when she learns she is pregnant. It may come as a shock, but Kennedy WAS planned. And I am so happy that she has a strong man by her side as the father whom supports her beyond 100%.
She was immediately excited and ready, which I highly commend, no matter what people have thought about her pregnancy. She's a beast =].
Thinking about our friendship through the years and our past together it has been full of GREAT high's and terrible lows, seeing how we are both strong willed and head strong. But we've always overcome even the worst of times, to realize how blessed we are to have one another in our lives. The only thing I am really sad about is how things will never be like they were when we were CRAZY, dangerously adventurous and down for anything, like we were during our 9th and 10th grade years. The going out at any hour we desired because we had no supervision at her house, stealing her sisters car before any of us had a permit, being put in the "groupie" category too many times lmao, and being kidnapped a thousand times more, will be terribly missed. Oh and I can't forget the thousand and 1 laugh attacks we've experienced to the point of not being able to breathe and things only we got...(sigh) man! Melissa taught me to always do ME and never care about what people say or think about me. (I don't think she knows that). But as time goes on, better things are to come, so as sad as I am about being done with that phase of our lives, I am happy to see where our friendship and lives takes us now because I know we will only become stronger, smarter, and more beautiful as time goes on.
The End.
