"sometimes I feel like there's so much beauty in the world / and I just can't take it" ---American Beauty
May 6, 2003
note: I wrote this update on Tuesday without taking stock of the time, place, etc., therefore these things will be ignored as I cannot remember them. Thanks.
I came into my junior year expecting the worst. Past experiences and previous years had taught me to fear this, my third and most difficult year of schooling. Classes would be hard; gymnastics would be grueling; friends would be irritating; relationships, destroyed.
Even I know when to admit I am wrong. About everything.
Well, almost everything–school still kicked my ass. But in a good way, one that didn't leave me so frustrated but instead stepped it up (in most aspects). And so my good fortune continues.
The year blasted past me as always, but this time I had learned a lesson from the RACECAR race that sophomore year had been: I looked for what there was to appreciate (most of the time, anyway; you know I can't allow myself to let go that often!) and came out feeling lucky and charmed. As I've stated.
That said, I'm not quite sure that I can recall correctly the moments that matter most. How I've done this in the past (such as here is beyond me. So instead, some considerations...
So this isn't everything, obviously, but just a few key parts to my superstar year/semester. My roommates, Diana, and my cousins, among others, come to mind as people to thank. I hope you know this though.
Always a good time. Junior year was again full of surprises, but this time in a happy way. Maybe it's 2003 being good to me, maybe it's nothing, maybe I'm just lucky (likely). Or maybe it's that I finally learned this, before even hearing it:
"If you want to be happy, nobody can stop you."
May the same good fortune come upon you.
---Lexi
Junioritis
The happiest five nights of the semester: Matt's birthday; Kristin's birthday; formal pajama photo shoot in Madison; country line dancing with gymnastics; May Babies birthday
The best weekend of the semester: NATIONALS with gymnastics club!!!
The most amusing meal: Any time with cousins (esp. cranberry juice and chicken)
Startlingly alike me: Chloe, at only nine years old
Waiting to see if he will be a contender in the Those Who Think Most Highly of Themselves Competition: baby Zeketh
Instructor of the year: without a doubt, Diane Wiese-Bjornstal
Worst comment made about me by a professor: definitely Steven calling me a prom queen
Divine Decadence: NYC; St. Barth's; the Roaring 20's
Learn to keep your mouth shut: lashing out at people and professors in my GD classes
Still the greatest sport on earth: gymnastics
Most Far Flung: AK, Anna, Sarah, Stephie, and Jenny...I MISS YOU!
Lone Star: @ the Union
Little Star: Sacco
All Apologies To: The True Ten, whom I abadoned for awhile
my gold stars: as always, my family and Matt. What else gets me through it all?