Worry?...nah

  I feel badly that I have not posted lately. I am suffering from a creativity block. As these last fews weeks of summer have been blowing by, I have struggled with topics to write about. They all involve complaining about my mother or complaining about something else. It is not as though my life lacks enthusiasm or interest, it is that my mind is flatlining. I do not want to begin the school year for the fear of the unknown and the realization that Junior Year is close to the end of my high school career...which means college. I look forward to the college visits and the new people, but I dread the stress that comes with the new school season. Mother seems to think this year will be amazing and that really good things are heading my way. Usually she is right, as much as I hate to admit that. I am dedicating my Junior Year to two people: myself (obviously) and Aunt Bette. I shall push myself academically and achieve incredible things; I am also going to make this year as happy and blessed as I can, for my Aunt. This special person in my life has "the big C" as she like to call it. Our nickname for her stage 4 lung & bone cancer is the "boo boo." She is under the fabulous impression that it can be cured with laughter, family and alcohol (big girls only). I know that this year will bring many great times, and I'm sure a few bad ones. I needn't worry, for I am one lucky girl. I have an angel-on-Earth to guide me through it.