May 24, '98

[Part 2]

In exactly four hours and twenty-six minutes, I'll be fourteen. I still can't quite believe it. And I was just getting used to the idea of being a teenager! That's the way it is with birthdays and everything else, I guess. Just when you've gotten used to or accepted something, a new, fresh obstacle is thrust at you, something new to tackle.

I spent a large portion of my teenage year writing in you, confiding, hoping, dreaming. But now, with only a page & a half left in you, I must move on to a new diary, one that will hopefully be as patient and kind as you have been to me. And I WILL overcome fourteen.

Yet, what will it bring? Will my friendships with Tess and Fran remain solid, or will I, in my eagerness to be "normal," drift apart from them? Will my interest in Eli wane? (Not likely). There are so many questions that I'd like to have the answers to, but don't. That's how life is, I suppose. You never know what's around the next bend. And while it's frustrating being uncertain about your future, it's nice knowing that there is something that can still shock the most organized and prepared person.

Oh, what am I babbling about? There's so much that's going to happen that hasn't. I'll enter my final year at St. Raphael's, possibly become a published author, and so much more.

But I'll get by. (With a little help from you!)

-V.