A day in the life of...
my name is jenny mckellar. just a young person.Invictus Maneo.
I don’t think a person ever realizes quite how caught up they are in the hustle and flow of everyday life till they take a moment to step back. This semester has flown by what with practice, school and games. I haven’t even found time to enjoy the south in the last few months I have left. This weekend I chose isolation despite the family holiday and feelings of homesickness. The time to myself has been this luxury i have grown a stranger to because of the every demand a team sport consists of. I realized how great-full I am to have had the opportunity and my feeling of purpose has been rejuvenated. With only a month left I have things I still want to do. I have friendships I want to solidify and honest truths resting on my lips. These next 3 weeks have a very strong likely hood of being the end of a dream era and I want to leave nothing left on the table. I dare say I will be a force to be reckoned with. It’s time to make every moment count.
There is something pathetic about being caught in an emotional affair that is completely one sided. It is this very word that makes me cringe and realize that is has been defining me these past months. It has caused me worry and pain, regret and anger, embarrassment and heartache all while playing me the fool. It has aged me further like most situations do and again I am left thanking you. This idea of friendship teeter-tottering with self confession and rejection. What I never realized was how worthless my words were; wasted on this damned situation.
Pep Talk: You know what is expected of you and you know what you’re capable of and the knowledge of those two things can create a lot of pressure. Stressing out, however, is not nearly as fun as believing in yourself and just going for it! I’m sure you’re going to exceed expectations and do your…
