Miss Me?

It takes me a while to realize how much I really need something in my life. During these past few weeks, I've been thinking a lot about everything in general. (Being grounded seems to have that effect on me.) And oh, you have no idea how much I've truly missed writing on this. I also thought a lot about what I write on this blog, and from now on, I'm going to try and make it a bit more interesting. I mean, people are linking to me for a reason, they like what I write, and I like what I write, but it can only be so interesting when all I'm writing is fictional.

So, I thought a lot about the things that I do need to get by in life, other then like air and water and food and whatnot. And this is what I came up with;

I need writing. Whether it be blogging or simply on my typewriter or a spare piece of looseleaf, I need it. It's keeps me grounded if you catch my drift.

I need my friends. For the first week of extreme grounding, I just felt so left out from the main stream of things. To tell you the truth, I was also a bit afraid that they would become so accustomed to me not being around that they would learn to deal without me. (Oh, the horror!) So last Friday, when I was aloud out and to go to the movies, it was like a little piece of heaven. And then, the next night, when I lied and went out again, was even better! I just need to laugh, and love, and feel like a normal teenager.

I need to keep myself on track. I hate to say it, but while being grounded, my marks consistency improved. I actually brought both of my fails up to passes. Not great passes mind you, but passes none the less. I know that's good for me, and I know now that there will be times I'm going to have to sit things out because I'll need to sit down and focus on my schoolwork. At first, when mom was such a bitch about grounding me, no phone, no internet, no going out or anything, I was extremely resentful and wanted only to piss her off more. I thought if I continued to go down in my marks, she would see that what she was doing made no difference in me. But it wasn't worth it and it would have been only me that I was hurting in the long run.

I need family. This past Monday was my Aunt Lorraine's Funeral. She had a great life, lived it long and true and made such an impact on everyone. She was such a great character, always the optimist. After being told that she would never be able to walk again after a car accident, Aunt Lorraine amazed all doctors by taking a few feeble steps just hours after. Soon, she was good as new, besides the ever-persistent cancer. In the long run, it was a mix of that and the old-age that finally got her.

During the funeral, they played What A Wonderful World, and I couldn't help the tears that fell. That was her favorite song, and all I could picture in my head was Her, shining from ear to ear, at some dance club going "Let's dance! This is my favorite song!" The funeral was held on her birthday, and did we ever celebrate.

This was the first time I'd experienced a death in my family. It made me appreciate every little bit of them all. I actually didn't even mind going to go visit great-aunt Maud the other day, because, well, she needs me just as much as I need them all.

So, tomorrow being my fifteenth birthday, I think I'm almost turning over a new life. I know what I need in life, more than anything. My future-Career, My friends to help me along the way, My marks to get me there, and My Family to stand behind me 100%.

Here's to a new year of me. Thanks for riding along for the ride!

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some Reggie's to attend to.