our intramural coed soccer team made it to the playoffs, but lost tonight in our game. I was accepting and humble after defeat, but now i’m kind of glad, because i do not think i did very well this year. we had a good team, but i felt quite inadequate in the face of our opponents. Perhaps the teams we played were better this fall than they were last spring. Perhaps i lost my natural touch. i just feel i should have done better. Oh well. sports are fun anyways.
As far as other personal acheivements go, i am diligently trying to do three things: 1) finish my classes with acceptable grades, 2) score a job for the summer, 3) record and mix my latest song.
I’m glad Jon will not disappear from the blogosphere, because i am consistently impressed with and thankful for his personal reflections. There is something compelling about a man and his thoughts. As julie has noticed as of late, he has been quite active on the site, and very insightful. When his own personal blog/site evolves, things will never be the same around here.
The word marriage is still a little intimidating, as it should be to a 21 year old, but i have no qualms about love and committment. As i have more and more job interviews, my concerns about financial future are gently eased away, and i know we can make it. The tough decisions are only half as tough because i share them equally with my partner. I know lots of people my age who are not nearly ready, or even thinking about, marriage. And some of them feel resentment. Facebook groups entitled, “Why the heck is everyone getting married?” accompanied by some short discourse on the appropriate age for marriage in this modern era (according to the group, sometime in the early 30′s.) I suppose i fall into the romantic category, which means i am always completely in love, and eager to be starting my own family. I will attribute some of this desire to my positive experiences of family life, headed by my own loving parents. oh gawsh. i’m so sappy.

You’re so cool in an old fashioned kind of way.
I hope you don’t find this disturbing; it’s meant as a huge compliment, that you can be yourself without caving to the pressure of others.
Love,
Nanny