
Wow. December. That was the last time I wrote a blog. I’m such a slacker =P
Well. Wow. Life is crazy, is it not? Like all the time! I managed to finally graduate from high school. Man that seemed like it was simply never going to come to an end, and then it was over like forever. As in Ashley does not have to ever go take another class at a co-op or at Eastfield College ever ever again. I am still in shock. It’s the most wonderful feeling ever. But it’s also terrifying. I’m scared of leaving. See after high school comes college. And well, college is far away. Tennessee to be exact. About 14 hours away from my home. Away from the familiar and everything I have ever known. I’m not quite sure how I feel about that. I mean sure I’m excited beyond belief, but I’m leaving things behind. I’m leaving my family; I’m leaving my amazing boy fiend, Jackson, and countless friends as well. How should that make me feel? Happy? No. nervous? Most definitely. I’m getting more and more nervous every time I think about leaving. It’s scaring me so much. But I mean there’s no stopping me from going. Might as well make the most of it right? I know God is going to be with me no matter what happens. And that’s a pretty comforting thought.
This summer has been the slowest and the busiest summer yet. (haha makes a lot of sense right?) what I mean to say is that while I have no job and no school and no obligations whatsoever, I have not been able to stop moving. I guess that’s got a lot to do with Jackson. We’re always out doing something. We went to the drive-in movie last night. It was great. But that’s not really relevant. All I mean to say is that this summer is easy. Nothing pressing to do, no deadlines, no hours. Just pure freedom. Pretty nice actually. I thought briefly about staying at my job through the summer (working at a hole in the wall pizza cafĂ© with the worst management you could ever imagine) but after I thought about it for, oh I dunno, like 30 seconds, I decided I wanted a happy summer. And trust me, that place was the complete opposite of happy. It was awful!
So all in all my life is going good. Nothing major. Just hanging around, watching my two nieces grow and blossom like I never could have thought possible. It’s truly incredible. I will be going to summit in Colorado next month, that should be nothing short of wonderful. And then it’s home for a week or two and then off I go to college.
“College”. Why does that word sound so completely crazy to me? I can’t even grasp the word. Why can’t I wrap my head around the fact that I’m leaving? I will have no car so I am going to only be able to come home on very special occasions. How am I supposed to deal with that? I’m going to be so far away. Will it just magically get better once I get there? Will all my worries just vanish? Who really knows? Nobody. I’d like to think I’ll be just fine and dandy, but does that even happen in real life? Can someone really have that much confidence? I know I can’t. I’m going to be that girl that sits in the back of the classroom so she doesn’t have to worry about blocking somebody’s view. The girl that goes to the party, but sits in the corner waiting for someone to come up and talk to her. I know this won’t be the case seeming as though I am somehow able to make pretty fast friends wherever I go, but still. This is a glimpse inside of my head. Im going to be the new kid, the fresh meat, underclassman (woman?), the Texas hick who just keeps to herself. I don’t like that girl. I don’t want that to be me. Please don’t let that be me…
oh btw. jackson and i went to go see Wicked last week. most amazing thing i think i've ever attended. truly truly breathtaking.


