I completely forgot that I had a DeviantArt account. Now that I've remembered...

This journal entry finds me once again in Okinawa, Japan, where I was the last time I made a journal entry. I spent another pleasant holiday season on the tiny little island, and this time the weather was much improved (albeit schizophrenic) and my younger siblings have grown by leaps and bounds. I knew it was bound to happen sooner or later, but once it does it really gets one thinking about their own childhood and the inevitability of looming adulthood. I've recently had the idea of writing a creative piece about how adults have the advantage over children because they were children once, whereas children have to learn everything as they go. You'd think adults would be more understanding, seeing as they once went through the same ordeal, but I find more and more that adults seem to just let their childhood experiences ooze out of their minds and replace it with what they presume is 'adulthood'. I'd say that I'll never be an adult like that, but how can I truly know what kind of adult I'll be? Granted, I am 20 years old now, and have felt like an adult for several years, but who gets to say when someone actually becomes an adult? I've always been mature for my age, but I certainly know how to act immaturely and have a damn good time without acting "grown-up". If part of becoming an adult is forgetting how to be a child, then I pray that I will never become an adult.

Having been on a one-year hiatus, I'm sure it would be appropriate to write about the past year and its goings-on, but I'd rather not be appropriate. It's suffice to say that it was a fruitful year, with much learned and relationships made and strengthened. I'll be starting my second semester junior year as the assistant editor to the campus newspaper, a continuing Jackson Scholar, a Writing Center consultant, a wench, and hopefully a fully declared English major.

Information perhaps that isn't inappropriate (by my standards) to divulge would be that come February 18th, I will be celebrating (in every sense of the word) my one-year anniversary of being with my boyfriend. A truly momentus occasion for me, and those who know me personally understand why. If you don't know me personally, look up the definition of "momentus" and then you, too, will understand why.

I would say that I will be more frequent with my entries on DA, but there are no guarantees in life (save one), so why should I make one? I'll be around... and if not that, then an octagon, I think, for I've always liked the thought of having eight sides...