May 19, 2013
Today, May 19, 2013, I, Elizabeth Bennet, have reached the age of 19. What do I have to show for my life thus far? I believe that I have achieved some things of significance. I still have much room for improvement; however, I have not royally screwed my life up. Yet! I decide that I would start this journal in the interest of keeping myself sane. You see, from my point of view, my life has meaning and several of my goals have been reached, but there are others that do not see it that way. At All!
As I am about to record many stories about the following individuals, It seems pertinent to me that I actually explain who a few of the principle players are going to be.
Jane Bennet: My loving, happy, gorgeous older cousin (And I actually mean all these complements sincerely)
Mary Bennet: My somewhat pessimistic younger sister (and "lucky" for me she got all the looks in the family)
Lydia & Kitty Phillips: The twin terror cousins
Mother: obviously my dearest mother (with just a hint of sarcasm)
Father: Once again no-brainer (I am his favorite though and I think he is mine)
Aunty Helen Phillips: My mother's twin and the mother of Lydia and Kitty
Aunt Sara Gardiner-Bennet: My favorite aunt (She is the one who turned my into such a fine young lady I believe)
Now you have met all the principle players except one I believe.
Charlotte Lucas: My confidante and advisor and general best friend ever (we have been inseparable since … birth practically)
Now for a bit of background on my life so all my stories that will doubtlessly unfold will make sense.
Mother and Father both grew up in a small town in Idaho. Yes, the state famous for the potatoes. (insert eye roll) Don't get me wrong I think Idaho is great, but the thing about it is people there are very, VERY attached to their roots. I mean nobody ever moves away and half the town is related to one person and the other half of the town is related to some other common ancestor. Anyway, the moral of the story is Father took over my granddad's farm and Mother simply moved across town. My entire extended family is within a 45 minute drive of my parents' house. Both my parents only had one sibling (lucky for me I suppose). That means that I spend plenty of time with my cousins. Father's brother's family is fine (I actually really love them), but Mother's Sister and that lot is … interesting (at best). All of my grandparents are living as well, so I have plenty of family.
Now that that picture has been sketched for the reader of this journal, (honestly that is probably just me) I will sketch out a basic profile of me and my life. I love school. Seriously, I love school. Learning is my passion. More or less, I have always been curious, I remember pestering my mother with the word "why" but I was not just trying to be annoying. Anyways, that all translates into me graduating from high school a year ago with a 4.0 GPA and then getting a full-ride scholarship for college. I am a very goal oriented person and that is what I set out to do when I started high school so I am proud to say, "I made it." I am currently working on my goal of double majoring in philosophy and education. Strange combo I know but it is what I want.
I think that is a fairly accurate representation of my background, I just ran out of time though, my bus just arrived so I will have to continue this little exercise latter.
