I think about my lack of future

but all the things I have planned. It's kind of an amazing thing to have no substantial, solid future that is set in stone but to to have so many plans you don't know what to do with them.

Just as Caroline felt due for a new, upbeat post, so did I. It's not like there are any improvements upon life, or drastic events to report, just a change in mood, "a change of heart, a change of clothes." I have that itch for summer and all the happy, lighthearted feelings that come with it in the last two weeks of school. Even people like me who love the school year and hate bits of the summer anticipate the end of the year like everyone else. It's the weather, and the relaxed atmosphere that does it, I think.

I think the biggest change, though, is in my ability to share things with people. I think gs did it for me. Having to get to know people and become friends with them in such a short period of time changed me, I think, though it took the change nearly a year to fully manifest itself. I mean, it's amazing how close I've become to Kristen and Cam just by having a single class with them, and how much I've been able to tell them. I don't tell people things. It's just not me. And they know pretty much everything. No more than my best friends know, and not quite as much, but definitely a lot more than I ever expected to tell them. This is a positive change, for sure.

Also, having conversations with Kristen off and on all night Friday? Yeah, I learned quite a few things. Like that I'm not as much of a phenomenon as I thought.

This post had no set goal in mind, nor a planned topic of discussion. I don't even know what I will say for the rest of it, though I don't want to leave it at his. Other than I saw Zack Hodges today. Not in reality, but a guy who looked just like him. This doppelganger had the same posture, the same protruding adam's apple, the same glasses, and, if I dare say, the same wild hand gestures. I didn't hear his voice, as he was in a car and I was on a bus, and we were not within range (due to the closed windows and the metal and the air and whatnot), but I'm sure he sounded like Zack, too. It's a shame it wasn't actually him, though it wouldn't have mattered. We were going in opposite directions on a street, me to school, him to...well, I'll never know. Maybe his grandmother's house? Or Wal-Mart? Maybe he was going to play in a park?

Oh, well. I guess that concludes my post. I have a poem I think I'll put on Don't Fret later, but right now, it isn't a full triangle. I'm writing it for an english assignment, and I like it a lot so far, if only it was a full triangle. =)

Heather

and all the places I could learn to fall in love