8.27.2003
Ok. So. I’m a bit pissed off right now (understatement of the month) – basically because I got this entire blog written, and 2 seconds before I clicked [SAVE] my power goes out. (insert aggravated scream here) OK. Now I will attempt to recreate that masterpiece.
Well. I haven’t had much time to blog lately kiddos. I know, I knowww. I will TRY to keep up with it in the future. Just been soooo busy! This week alone I’ve been juggling a schedule of 8-11 cheerleading / 12-5 work / 5-7 softball. And when I finally DO get back home, I’m so tired that I manage to get through one half of an episode of Will & Grace before I fall out on my bed. (only to wake up at 12ish for my nightly pep talk avec le paul) But I will end all the mindless rambling because I do not want any more people messaging me – fussing about the lack of blogging I have been doing.
So. Girls State. Hmmm… a world full of 24/7 politics, courtrooms, city projects, remixes…to remixes, slide shows that make absolutely NO sense, funky chickens performed shamelessly at that overdue G.S./B.S. dance, and not to forget, those infamous tight twos. But now I can truly say that I know how my mother felt. For when I asked her about her own experiences at “Ohio Buckeye Girl’s State”, she looked at me like a deer in the headlights. The word of the evening had become “ELABORATE!” and needless to say, when she was unable to, I got a tad frustrated.
…But now I find myself in the exact position. All week I had been mentally comprising this “remember to do” list merely to benefit future LA Girls Staters…only to be lost forever. Sometimes, it seems as if all I can spew out are remnants of a slightly altered amazing grace remixed into ignition. (accompanied by a goofy smile, of course)
But, despite the disappearance of my cerebral “to do list”, there are a few things I can recall. And I will admit – regardless to the fact that I am probably the most unemotional person in this world – these memories bring a tear and a smile every time they cross my mind.
I can vividly recall the high-speed chase in which we attempted to frame Julie for the battery of an innocent teddy bear. I can also see (as clear as day) the tears pouring from my fellow Girls Stater’s faces as the realization that yes, we do have to leave, set in on that last night. I can recall as if it were yesterday, standing on those capitol steps…with the empowering feeling of success surging through my veins. It is impossible to put into words – just knowing that you are surrounded by 647 other brilliant minds, each one special in her own unique way. Knowing that yes, that brunette over there will probably be LA’s next governor…or, that girl you started a revolution with will be the finest overseas ambassador the world has ever seen. No dream is out of reach, no girl incapable of reaching it.
So I leave you with this, Sisters of the Tchefuncte Chapter of Girls State –
Farewell, Girls State, our day is done,
Our time comes to an end.
Remember that we’re all for one,
And that I called you friend.
And with this special edition of ¿WHaT ThE HiLL?,
~iM OuT~
lj [9:14 PM]
