Eighteen

Well... as of tomorrow, I'll be an adult in the eyes of the law.

... how scary is that? I don't feel like I should be turning 18. It shouldn't be allowed. I mean... I get to vote now. You are allowing the person who just spent the time it took to get into her pajamas thinking about the similarities between Andrew Jackson and Batman, to vote. Never mind that; I just told you that that is how I spend my time. If there was ever a measurement of immaturity and bad judgement, I'm pretty sure that's it.

So anyway.

I've been spending quite a bit of my time lately trying to navigate prom drama... it is awful. My "date"'s mother threw a bit of a fit when she heard I didn't want to rent a limo for the evening, and then a few of my other friends decided that we needed to do prom "right," meaning that we do, in fact, need to rent a limo, get no sleep, and spend the whole weekend together, in the city... I don't know about everybody else, but I can't function like that. It's not so much the physical tiredness that bothers me: I just can't spend that much time with other people constantly around me. It's tiring... and I love my friends. I really do. I just... need some down time. And I honestly don't see the point of renting a bloody limo...

But I'm really not in the mood for a confrontation. I never am, unfortunately... so I don't know how this will work out. I'm just surprised that some of my friends are so into the "doing prom 'right'" thing... that being said, it is only the girls making a fuss of it. I'm so glad that most of my friends are guys... I really am. They don't care much either way about prom. Just one of the wonderful things about them.

Sorry about that. Thought I should just get that out. We did get my shoes back, finally... and, of course, I'm still about half and inch too short for the dress, even in the 3 inch heels. (I have to say, a small bit of my brain is still hoping that I'll somehow miraculously grow two inches before this summer.) So, we're getting the dress hemmed. And then dry cleaned, and pressed. And, of course, this is all my mum here. If it weren't for her, it probably wouldn't even have occurred to me to get shoes.

In other news... I'm going to have to get better at replying to comments on the blog. Starting... now. Thanks so much to everybody for reading. I'm really happy I can get news to everybody now, and to some relatively far away places. I've been missing my godfather very much lately, and it's just... you know. It's just good to know we're still in contact. :)

I hope you're all doing well, as always. I'll write again tomorrow... until then, all my love,

Tasha

Well... not much to say today, but I thought I'd add a few things:

a. Dad agreed that Goucher was the best place for me. So, obviously, I'm elated. I'm sending in the forms and such tomorrow morning.

b. My history teacher took me aside after class today, just to tell me I'd make a good history professor. Which has given a WHOLE new dimension to the "what should I major in" question... and here I thought I had it mostly figured out. Well, not really. Ah well.

That's pretty much it for today... I'll write more when something more interesting comes up.

Love to all!

Tasha

Back from Maryland...

Hello there all!

Obviously, I'm not at college yet, but it was suggested to me that I start this up early anyway. I'm not sure how interesting you'll find me ranting about college selection and school work, never mind all the prom/graduation/birthday stuff I don't even really find that interesting myself... but, ah well.

I'm pretty sure I explained this, but I'll do so again, just in case: I decided that it would be easiest, and most efficient, to keep every body updated about what's going on with me, if it were all done at once-- I don't want to get to college, and have somebody/everybody feeling somehow "snubbed" because they aren't getting any calls or emails from me. I don't plan on this being a primary method of communication, of course! I'll still email and call when I can and such, but this might be a little more consistent. And... that's basically the idea.

In other news: I thought you all might like to know that I've decided to go to Goucher College! I got back from the Admitted Students Day yesterday, and I absolutely loved it. I can't really see myself going to any of the other schools I got into (Bard College, William Smith College, American University, Emerson College) and, thank goodness, my Mum agrees with me. So, I'll still be visiting the other colleges I got into, just to be sure, but a change of opinion is extremely unlikely.

Other than that... not much interesting to report. I have a prom dress, etc... (I'm going with one of my best friends, who has been that since 6th grade) We decided to get shoes to go with it from Payless, as they have something where one can choose a style of shoe, and can then get it dyed a certain color (namely, the color of the dress the shoes need to go with). We were supposed to get them last week, and they haven't come in yet... so... we're hoping they show up soon, so we can get the dress hemmed, and... urgh. I know this sounds odd, but I'm really glad to have History essays and APES (AP Environmental Scinece) projects to distract me.

Well, until next time! My love to everybody,

Tasha