i realized my blog posts are much better when i write about nothing than when i write about a certain topic.

im glad to be blogging again. had one in middle school, it was what kept me sane. take two has been mediocre so far.

My little brother, Jonah, is in sixth grade and has recently been coming to me with issues that I remember having. Issues that seemed so big then, but so little now. he likes a girl. girl is pretty. jonah and her are friends- but she isnt showing romantic interest. I remember being in the little girls shoes- sixth grade was a weird year. I remember liking boys sooo much and spending a good amount of time wondering why they didnt like me back. Evan, Nick, the list goes on. I was convinced i was so weird. as i look at my chubby and immature brother i see something i didn't see then. The boys were twelve. they didn't know anything, i was years ahead of them.

I wonder if I'll look back at my sophomore year the same way I look back at sixth grade. Things that seem so important now: friends, grades, family, and yes, boys. (well, boy) is any of this shit going to matter? Will I look back on this year as one wisely spent or one just spent? I hope i'm not wasting my time.

In all honesty there is a low probability I'll look back at my sophomore year with anything but humor and disappointment. This was the year I was supposed to grow. I was going to do crazy things. Did I? No. Crazier, but not crazy. I had a fantastic year, don't get me wrong. My year just wasn't this fantasy I had thought it would be. I'm still young. I'm still growing.