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[evans--austin-blog]

A Year in the Future

You know, if you had asked me when I was a freshman at St. Mary's, where I would see myself in a few years, I'm pretty sure that I wouldn't be able to tell you that I'd be living in California attending USC, pursuing music. When Ash's "prince," Jack graduated from St. Mary's, and we all were there for him, it was kind of an eye opening experience.

It made me realize that in only a few years, I would be on that stage, graduating with the rest of my class and going off on my own to college. Jack's like a brother to me, really. A brother I've always wanted, but never had - sorry, Ash. A good part about being at USC, is that UCLA and Jack is only a drive away, even if it'll only be like this for one year, and I'll be able to talk to him if I ever need anything. It's great, really.

Then of course there's Ash, and I see her every holiday. Gotta love the family, you know. Come to think of it, I've missed them a lot more than I thought I would. The 'rents, or at least my mom, calls all the time. She is just really nervous about me being so far away - it's cute. Sometimes.

And then, Evelyn. Oh, Evie. I think during high school, we didn't even really... make our relationship official. The day of her graduation, though, I asked her to be mine. It's a big decision, long distance relationships, and a part of me was quite sure she'd say no. I had flowers and everything, but luckily she accepted and needless to say I've been the luckiest guy on earth since that day. I try to visit her and see her as much as possible, which isn't that often when you live so far apart, but I call her and text her and maybe that sounds corny but it's working for us.

Hopefully I'll be able to write again in a few years, and be able to say I've made a top selling single, ha.

Austin Evans

[vicky-anderson]

The College Years

It's funny that even now, in my freshman year of college, I'm writing diaries and journals about my years in private school. If only writing about my past could somehow contribute to my courses major in Writing, and minors in Literature and Publishing. I can't say the college life is an easy life, but it's quite interesting. I've been trying to put myself out there, go to club meetings, meet others students. Tell you the truth that's harder than the courses.

As per the friends I've made at St. Mary's, some have been lost, unfortunately. Ash is still one of my best friends, and I still keep in contact with the little lovebird. I've heard great things about her and Jack, and of course I wish them the best of luck aha. As long as he doesn't break her heart, he's great in my eyes. Drew and Cleo I heard are doing well, and Frankie and Piper. It kind of seems like everyone's gotten together except for me. Sorry to disappoint.

I haven't really talked to Aaron a lot, we've talked on the phone a few times, but I haven't gotten the chance to visit and I'm sure he's busy with football and trying to start a life for himself. Hopefully one day I'll find someone who could care for me as well, as much as he did, and I hope he finds someone too.

-Vicky

[evans--austin-blog]

Task 21

You know, it's funny. This place doesn't really remind me of home at all. In some ways, that is a good thing. I'm here to be away from my parents, to get used to it and to work on school, but in others, it makes me miss home all the more.

The only thing here that really reminds me of home is my sister, Ashley, obviously. She has been with my since my birth, so how could she not remind me of home.

[vicky-anderson]

Journal

Honestly, I have no idea what I want in 20 years. I want to be happy, I guess. I want to have a family, with a husband and two kids. One girl, one boy. I'm not exactly sure what I want to do yet, but I know that the one thing I'm sure about is that I want to be happy in life. Hopefully I can still be close with my friends, because I really don't want to lose them.

I also kind of hope my family makes up. I really hate being in between the two parents.

[evans--austin-blog]

Judge the fuck out of me. I love Britney Spears.

"My loneliness is killing me, and I, I must confess I still believe, still believe. When I'm not with you I lose my mind, give me a sign. Hit me baby one more time."

[vicky-anderson]

Judge me, go ahead. But my dad used to sing this to me all the time. Somehow, even when I was upset, this song made me smile. And it made it so much better that my dad was a part of this memory.