Wow, Catch-Up Time

Well, I have to admit; I completely forgot about this blog for quite the while. I'm not even sure why I started it, and I'm especially unsure why I'm getting back into it. Blogging is, after all, a fairly useless avocation allowing the common man to share the menial events of his life whilst simultaneously feeling like a critically acclaimed literary wit. I guess the reason I'm doing it is because it helps me get my creative juices flowing. I love art, but I can't make it; I can, however, write, analyze, and imagine. These are my artistic skills. Perhaps my desire to preserve my blog is just every artist's desire for a gallery. Who knows.
Oh well, more on me since I last wrote. My high school graduation was over two weeks ago now; my idea to finish high school in only three years was a success. Now I'm a minor in an adult's world, and recently nostalgia's been crashing down on me - hard. Father's Day was the other day, and I didn't even know about it until I saw a status on Facebook. I felt horrible. No one had said a word about it to me beforehand, and because of it, my dad had to settle for an impromptu "Happy Father's Day" after a day out mowing the lawn. At that point in time, I would have done just about anything to go back to the days when summer was defined by days spent playing with him out by the swingset until it was much too dark to see. I really ought to tell him that...
All nostalgia aside, I've been enjoying the freedom of finally being an adult (don't let the age fool you, I have a diploma to prove it). I even visually represented the metamorphisis I experienced through an uncharacteristic change in the trademark hair I've had since birth. My curly, frizzy, dirty-blonde rat's nest experienced its first chemical straightening and its first cut before graduation even happened. Finally, after the ceremony, my dad drove me to my best friend's house, where the transforming tresses were bleached and dyed. The new, finished look incorporates layers and bangs and is colored primarily teal with some purple and darker blue added in. You can consider the change to be permanent, too...well, until I get a different idea into my head, anyway.
My newfound adulthood has manifested itself in another way, as well; namely, my plans for the fall. I will be starting a new life; a life of individuality and making my own decisions. As stereotypical as that must sounds (I'm sure you could find the same words pouring from the lips of every soon-to-be college student in the United States of America), it excites me greatly. I will be a physics major (I'm sure that doesn't surprise you), and I'm looking forward to making friends and representing my ideals in a new environment. The only thing I'm not eagerly anticipating is leaving my current friends behind, as this new school is located in Virginia, and I live in Pennsylvania. However, I have faith in my abilities to successfully uphold my current friendships, as long-distance relations are nothing new to me.
Perhaps the most marked change that has occurred in my life since I last wrote in these hallowed pixels is my transition from your average lovestruck teen to Navy Girlfriend. My boyfriend, who I know I spoke of in a previous post (not hard to remember, I only have two), left for bootcamp last August and has been out of state ever since, only returning twice for brief vacations lasting two weeks or less. Of course, having a long-distance relationship is not easy. In fact, you as a reader (you do exist, don't you?) should be thankful that I had abandoned my blog throughout the duration of the first six months of his absence, as you have been spared innumerable anxty, lovesick, and somewhat depressing posts. However, since his last visit, I have come quite to terms with having the military in my life, so I assure you that you have nothing to worry about now.
Oh well, as I sigh and look back upon the monstrosity I am about to unleash upon cyberspace, I realize how tasteless blogs really are, yet again. My ceaseless wit ceased and I geared into ramble mode some point around the second half of the second paragraph, but then again, that was the point of this entry; catching you up on my life to this point. From now on, I will try (much harder than I tried last time) to keep my blog updated often and to actually have something to say in my posts. Oh well, until next time.
(Note to self, think of some sort of personal sign-off with which to end blog entries)