Guilty Conscious

Dear Blog,

I'm so sorry we haven't seen or spoken to each other in so long... What has it been, nearly a month? And yet I feel as though the last time we were together was just yesterday, commiserating over what I now refer to as "THE track dilemma." Oh, what a time that was.

Let me just say that our separation has not been a personal choice, but rather the result of an increasingly busy life. So much has happened since "Time for a New Deal," most of it centered around my obsession with schoolwork. Honestly, if I were to add up the total number of hours I have spent in the Warren Dining hall studying and working the sum would be... terrifying. On a bright note, however, I did get my job as a summer counselor at Camp Discovery! But I suppose you already knew that from my edits to "Nickeled and Dimed." Sometimes I forget how much of my life you're actually aware of...

But then there is so much you don't know! Did you hear that the Boston University Hockey team won the Division 1 National Championship? I bet you didn't- nor did you know that when the deciding goal was scored in overtime I went sprinting around my house at a pace that I haven't hit since my America East Championship meet. It was a great moment to be a Terrier, and I must admit I feel spoiled for being a part of such an amazing feat during my freshman year. Today is the Terrier Parade to celebrate the team's accomplishment and it's sure to be a thrilling experience. Maybe I'll blog about it later? We'll see...

Writing, writing, writing. Always such a gratifying activity once I sit down and actually pen-out a few ideas. Lately I've been wanting to interview people so badly and get back into my rhythm as a journalist. Would you believe I was sitting next to the hockey team's head coach the other day at T. Anthony's and somehow restrained myself from pulling out a pad of paper and pen? Ugh! My head was swirling with questions to ask about the championship and what it all meant for him and the team, but no... I stopped myself from journalistically geeking myself out. Waste! It would have made for a nice feature article blog, or at the very least an interesting Q+A transcript.

Oh well. All I want you to understand is that I miss you, but I'm not going to force posts simply to meet some sort of undefined deadline. When I write, I do it with reason; everything I say usually comes directly from intense feelings, beliefs or experiences. I don't put up with jotting down meaningless crap... it all has value and I don't like this sense of guilt I have for not having seen you for so long. I promise I will continue to write, post, blog, interview, scribble, jot, doodle, craft, create and express all the things that I find deserving of a high level of thought... it's just a matter of whether or not I pass it on to you, for all the public to read and analyze.

Don't miss me too much. You know that when I come around, my words will be worth the wait.

Your author,
Kedzie