Summer vacations

The first week of June, my dad and I took a vacation to the west coast. We flew into Seattle on June 3, and drove all the way down the coast on highway 101. On June 13, we flew out of the airport in L.A. It was pretty great.

We did so many things. We did all of the touristy things in all the cities, we stopped in little towns all along the coast, and we did a TON of driving.

During this driving time, we were mostly out of radio range, and I lost cell service frequently. So when I wasn't having a riveting conversation with my dad, I started thinking. A lot.

Mostly, I thought about how things change. Over the 10 days I was gone, the fire nation decided to attack my beautiful state. I grew closer to people, realized how much my friends mean to me, and many other things.

Recently, I've had to make a lot of decisions. I'm a very indecisive person, so I haven't been able to make much progress in these decisions. I know what I want, sure, but I can't help thinking how things would be different if I chose the other option.

Honestly, I have no idea what I'm talking about right now haha. But seriously, things change. So yeah. Rant over.

--Caitlyn

Without IB

Before school ended this year, I made the decision to drop a few of my IB classes (actually, just English, maybe Biology) and honestly, I'm very glad I made the decision to do so.

But, on the other hand. I'm not really sure who I am without IB. Most of my very close friends are in the IB Programme, and I'm really going to miss having every single class with them. I started my freshman year as an IB kid, and that's all I've ever been in high school. I guess I could still call myself an IB kid, but it just doesn't feel right because I'm not suffering through all the classes like everyone else. 

This got me thinking... Now that I'm joining marching band, will it change who I am to other people? Because now, I'm not that tall, blonde girl in IB, but I'm that tall blonde girl who plays vibes. Does this affect the way people see me? Or are they still going to look at me the same way?

Not like I really care how other people view me, but it does matter a little bit in the long run. I guess I've just been questioning my identity lately. Who I am to other people, who I will be in the future. Hell, I don't even know who I used to be. To myself, I'm just Caitlyn. And I guess that's all that matters! 


--Caitlyn