What Does It Mean

I spent a lot of time working on my What It Means To Be An American project. Stayed up till 1am and then worked on it a little more this morning, getting it all printed out and looking shnazzy and turned it in this afternoon. But the problem with projects like those is that they never leave my head after I turn them in. I still think about it hours and days and even weeks afterwards. And then I begin thinking about other things, and one thing leads to another... The year doesn't end on New Years, it really doesn't. The year ends on the last day of school, I don't care what you say. Because at this point, I always find myself looking back, wondering what I could have done different, better, and all the things I plan on doing next year. In the shorter run I'm staring wide-eyed at the summer, a calendar etched in red staring back at me with all sorts of appointments and dates and time-consuming events. Truly, I'm looking forward to it, along with all the wild turns that I plan (and don't plan) on taking. Ok, here's an end-of-year forum for anyone who cares to fill it out. Out of all the people you've met this year, who has made the greatest impact on you?: I have to cheat and list 2 people- Steve, definitely, and on so many levels. Steve is one of the nicest people I know and he's so multifaceted. On the surface, he's a joker to make you laugh all the time and on the inside, this amazing person with so much emotion burried deep down. Not to mention a great source of inspiration and a proprioter of hidden talent. The other person is Zack, who no one will know on the level that I do except for the few people that dare to get closer. (I'll finish this later)
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Aww, well shuks. You know, that means a lot Jillie. And dont worry, I plan on giving you a ring this summer. Or maybe Charles, I might have better luck getting ahold of you if I call him. JUST KIDDING!

-Steve