An Epilogue

Writing creates a relief from the stresses of everyday life; it allows a writer to vent emotions, express thoughts, and also communicate feelings through words. Through this blog, I have found an escape from stress linked to school, college, and personal struggles. In my writings, I have discovered bits and pieces of who I am, only to turn around and share these newly discovered qualities to the world through this one project. 

Hoping that my wonderful teacher, Mrs. West, reads this, I would like to sincerely apologize for my delay in the completion of this assignment. As enjoyable as it has been for me to complete, I um… I also was given the lovely opportunity to discover what a true procrastinator I am. However, late though this project may be, I plan on continuing to post, in hopes that I may discover even more of my true self. Perhaps my next post shall be on my love for cheesy pick-up lines. What do you think Mrs. West? You will most certainly have to share any that have been used on you. 😉

This assignment has shown a love for writing that I never dreamed existed. It has taught me that should I ever become frazzled or stressed or just plain confused in the future, I should simply take a seat, and write. I appreciate the experience to create my very own blog, and look forward to continue TheGingerGene posts. However, my work here is done…. For tonight. 

In other words….

“Whether you think you can, or you think you can’t- you’re right.” -Henry Ford

“Affection is responsible for nine-tenths of whatever solid and durable happiness there is in our lives.” -C.S. Lewis

“Oh yes, the past can hurt. But from the way I see it, you can either run from it, or learn from it.” -Rafiki

“Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep burning and unquenchable.” -Bruce Lee

“Once in his life, every man is entitled to fall madly in love with a gorgeous redhead.” -Lucille Ball

“Though she be but little, she is fierce.” -Shakespeare

“Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.” -Winston Churchill

“Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.” -Confucius

“If I’d observed all the rules, I’d never had got anywhere.” -Marilyn Monroe

“Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened.” -Dr. Seuss

Who Am I?

SISTER~ I am a sister.. to one of the most amazing girls on the planet. Sarah, my younger sister, is my best friend. She is kind, smart, caring, a little feisty, but what can I say? She learned from the best. My sister puts up with so much crap from me, yet never once has she abandoned me in my time of need; she looks out for me, and I always know she’s got my back. I love my sister so much.. I don’t know what I would do without her. 

STUDENT~ I am a scholar. Next year I shall attend a 4-year university in hopes of furthering my education and pursuing a career as a civil engineer.. Boy, am I scared. I’ve always tried my hardest in school, tried to be the best, and tried to make good grades, but with a change in my education as big as going from small town Maiden to big city Raleigh, who knows what will happen. I get called a nerd, a geek, but really, it was just natural. I will strive to succeed in college like I have in high school, and maybe, just maybe, I will be successful.

ATHLETE~ Anyone who knows me, knows that I can’t go a whole week without some sort of physical exercise. Not because I need it due to weight (Dear Lord, no, I’m not fat), but because I love to have fun, exercise. In the fall for the past 7 years, I’ve devoted every minute of my time to perfecting my volleyball game. Even much so, that the past 4 years, I’ve used that dedication to motivate me through year-round volleyball on a club team. I love the sport. As sad as it is to say, my volleyball career is winding down. My senior year of volleyball is long over, and I’m devastated to think that I might not be able to play next year. However, my love to be outdoors, and to run will keep me active. I’m sure of it.

DAUGHTER~ My mother and father have done the best that they can to raise me into the young lady that I am today. With much effort, and sometimes I may argue selfishly too much effort, they taught me morals, and concepts to live by. My parents are the reason that I strive to do my best, and the cause for my outstanding success in school. I know I am spoiled, but it humbles me. Mom and Dad are able to provide, and for that I will truly be grateful. Sometimes I may take advantage of them, but I hope they know how much they will always mean to me. My parents are my cornerstone, what keeps me grounded. Without them, surely lost is what I would be.

INDEPENDENT~ I am independent. I like to do what I want, think what I please, and act how I see fit. I enjoy starting every sentence with ‘I’, even though I know that it is grammatically frowned upon. I realize that in the above paragraph I stated how my parents taught me morals and concepts to live by; however, I do prefer to think through things on my own terms, and believe what I chose to believe. Being independent isn’t an excuse to act selfish; it is a reason to research ideas, learn to think for yourself, and not rely on the knowledge of others.

 

Remembering the Child

Me- “I remember you telling me something about trips to the grocery store while I was just a baby. Do you mind telling me again?”

Madre- “What? You mean every time that I went into Food Lion and could not get down more than two aisles before someone stopped me to comment on that beautiful child, with the copper penny hair, and ocean blue eyes?”

Me- “Yes. That story.”

Madre- “Well, all I have to say is that you and your sister are both beautiful girls, and were beautiful babies too.”

Me- “Aw thanks Mommy… So have I always been as stubborn and independent as I am now that I’ve gotten older?”

Madre- “No.”

Me- “Well, what happened to me?”

Madre- “Your second grade teacher accused me of being to strict with you, because you were always so quiet and timid in class. However, each year, your abilities (voice turns high and squeaky) to speak your mind and question authority, (stern voice) have increased, (sweet, loving, and caring voice) making you and enabling you to become a strong, and independent young lady.”

Me- “Thank you for your time, dearest Mother.”

Madre- “Is that all?!”

Me- “Yes. Goodnight.”