Wow. That was quick!

So, I am still not very good at keeping up my blog, but I am getting better! At least it is still May. SO much has happened since my last post! Since my last post, I had my last senior weekend with my very good friends in Pass Christian, GRADUATED, been extremely bored, and started a fast. Let me explain..

After our last full day of school, six of my friends and I departed for a weekend at the Mississippi Gulf Coast. And what a weekend it was! We grilled, and suprisingly, the burgers did not turn out too bad! We spent ALL day Saturday baking in the sun. We tanned at the pretty deserted beach and at the pool. We went back to the beach after dinner that night. While I strummed on the guitar, the girls sat and looked out at the water thinking of the past, present, and future. Kayla Gatlin made a statement that night that I will never forget. She said, "Here we sit on the beach. Behind us, people are roaring down the highway, eating with their families, and so on. Out in front of us is nothing except ocean. Sure, there is life going on under the water, but we cannot see it. Behind us are memories, in front of us is our future, and we are sitting in the middle of it all." She is so right.

We left early Sunday morning. Although we did not want to leave such a pleasant place, it was Mother's Day, and we all knew that we were obligated. It would probably be the last weekend we could all get together.

Class day soon arrived. Out of 51 graduates, 48 were given scholarships. I may be one over or one short. I would fill in the class GPA and ACT score, but I do not want to bore you. It came time for our class song. We had been practicing for almost a month. The last practice, we sounded good. However, when it came down to crunch time, we were TERRIBLE! We could not stop laughing. That moment was probably the ONLY time my class has ever laughed together.

Saturday, my parents, my aunt, brother and sister n law, and boyfriend took me for my graduation dinner at Caboose. YUM! The Caboose gave me some bread pudding for a gift. It was scrumptious. Then after the meal, I was invited to a senior party at Kramer Roof. A Indian/Hindu senior party! When they throw a party, they do it BIG. Dancing to Indian music, Indian food, tons of people, you name it. Tyler and I attempted to keep up with everyone on the dance floor. That did not quite work out. All in all, it was fun.

Graduation day came on a rainy Sunday afternoon. I graduated with honors, received the Charlie Stringer Citizenship Award, and I was given the Camp Sunshine scholarship. Hard work pays off. Although, it was not until the end of tenth grade that I realized that I was not trying. Anyway, I am now an Alumnus of Parklane Academy.

I am now on a fast. Not the kind of fast you are thinking of though. A week ago today, I decided that my life is not how it should be with God. My last facebook status says, "Morgan is craving Krispy Kreme." Well, duh, who wouldn't?! Now, you are probably thinking, "What does a savory doughnut have to do with living a Christian life?" It is the "crave" itself. I realized that I am craving everything else in the world except God. I am on this fast for ten days to start out. I have until Tuesday. I am fasting from facebook, tv, secular music other than Christian, and not texting as much (I am not a big texter).

My next post will be what I have learned from this fast. So until then, here's some food for thought

"The eternal God is your refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms."- Deutoronomy 33:27

These are the days....

I have not written a post in months! You can tell that either my teenage life is so consumed with everything else, or I am really just not good at this. I am both. High school is finally winding down. Almost a week and a half before graduation, and I could not be happier. I am tired of the drama fishbowl that I have had to endure for 13 or 14 years. I am ready. Ready to expand, ready to meet new friends, ready to stop being spoon fed, ready for God to throw the words "real world" at me.

Do not think that everything about my high school career was a downfall. Believe me, I have had my fun of homecomings, proms (those are really interesting stories), sports, sleepovers, and getting on teachers' nerves (never gets old). However, the saying, "These are the best days of your life," is probably focused on the days of youth, not high school.

Here I am less than three months from moving three and half hours away from my family, and I am full of mixed emotions. Sure, I will DEFINITELY miss my mom's cooking, clean clothes all the time, and being my daddy's "date" to different events. My mother wants me to stay home for two more years and attend Southwest. My father wants me to be happy; besides, my father BLEEDS maroon and white. Who wouldn't? :)

Here I leave you. I know, I know, you are just dying to read another (just kidding). I will hopefully do a better job at posting!