4 days until break

today i went back to class after what was one of the best weekends i've had in a long time. i managed to stay awake for all of them, get in a decent work out, and suck it up to go to my night class - my shakespeare night class. i caught the last half hour of the secret life of the american teenager (the first-half i will watch tomorrow night online) and now i'm here, creating blogs and thinking of pointless things to say. february has come and gone and soon i will be on spring break, celebrating my sister's 29th and catching up on all the shakespeare plays i haven't read. time goes by so fast and tonight, i thought i'd write about something i was thinking of a couple weeks ago: the difference between highschool stephanie and college stephanie.

my freshman year of high school, i kid you not, i had no friends. i went out for the softball team and sprained my ankle the first practice i showed up to. sophomore year i continued with the no friends pattern, minus a few people i talked to during school, and i went for my first job: super stop & shop. i rocked that evergreen shirt and you were one lucky customer if i was the one bagging your groceries (until i quit in april for softball). i'm not sure if i had no friends these two years why my grades were so crappy but junior year, i didn't mess around. i got serious about work & was pulling off 3.7-3.8 gpas. by this time, i did have a small group of friends and life got fun again (how emo do i sound?) sophomore-senior year i dated a boy who changed my life in so many ways and i'll always be grateful for that experience (despite what i may feel about him now and love/marriage itself). if we could get physical for a moment, i won't lie that when it came to food, i took the brownie over the carrot stick. softball season would slim me down but i always had more to love. i usually kept to myself and was in one or two clubs, none for more than a year. i graduated with a solid gpa, a solid group of friends, and the solid idea i was going to king's college a political science major so one day i could be a lawyer.

WRONG. as soon as i got to king's, i changed my major to professional writing (thank you creative writing & mr. halaw). eventually i picked up a double in psychology, but my first semester this year dropped it in exchange for mass communications (thank you sara pokorny & the crown). instead of law school, im looking to be a journalist. i'll probably end up in a rat infested apartment somewhere in new york, living off crackers and green tea but i'll love what i do :) college freshman stephanie was similar to high school stephanie - minus the fact i became more outgoing, joined all sorts of clubs and eventually stepped on a treadmill. to date, i've lost almost 60 lbs and i'm hoping to lose a little more before summer. however, it's college sophomore stephanie i'd like to focus on. first semester i cut off my hair, got trendy, got pierced and tattooed and this year has proven to be a never ending surprise. i find myself in predicaments that high school stephanie NEVER thought possible. even summer stephanie took part in activities that high school stephanie didn't think could happen.

i know everyone in their life changes & grows but i particularly feel like a completely different person. i put myself out there, take chances, and i've gained a new sense of confidence and i stopped wishing to see someone else's face everytime i look in the mirror. i obviously can't get into specifics but anyone who knows me knows that highschool stephanie is no longer and may she rest in peace.