Sophomore Year

October 29, 1995

Man how those months flew by... I thought I'd be a loyal journal writer, but hey. 

Well, school has started and so far my Sophomore year is just crappy, my grades are slipping, my health ain't so hot, never has been. But one thing remains the same, my love for Rita. She's the highlight of my life, nothing else compares to her, absolutely nothing. Our relationship is still as strong as it ever has been, but being apart is really hard. In a letter she recently wrote me she said that if we can stay together through this we can do anything. I sure hope so. I wanna believe it too, but there are too many doubts. I don't doubt her loyalty, but I'm just real unsure, that's all. 

I regret not telling my parents I'm going 'steady' with her. But they just wouldn't understand, they would yell and scream and say, 'end the whole thing...' But I can't. If only they'd understand how I feel about her, how much I care for her and how much I love her. But as I see it my parents just look at me as an irresponsible, lazy teenager. Hey, I am lazy, but not irresponsible. I really love my mother a lot, she cares for me and loves me and takes the time to listen to me and supports me with what I do. But my dad, well, as far as I'm concerned, doesn't care for me at all. I think he expects me to like sports and fishing and all that, but that stuff just doesn't interest me, and if it doesn't interest me, I ain't gonna do it and I'm not gonna change to make him happy. Because then guess what? I won't be happy... 

I want my dad to accept me, but if he can't do that, fine, life goes on... He says he loves me, but I doubt it a whole lot, 'cause he hardly ever shows it. He can go talk to the other kids about stuff, and laugh with them and take them places, but when it comes to me, never. I guess if he never accepts me, I'll live, but not like I would if he did. 

Oh well, now on to another aspect of my life. Well, here are some of the highlights I've had since I wrote last. Lagoon, our family vacation, was a blast, We went to Utah and went to the Manti Pageant, a real cool Mormon thing about the life of Joseph Smith and The Book of Mormon times, a real spiritual thing. 

The second most important thing was the Riverton High School play. It was way awesome. I was on set crew, but helped out every way I could with anything else. The play was called 'The Insanity of Mary Girard.' It was about a woman in the 1790's committed to an asylum. It was a rad play with an awesome set. The lead actress in the play, Mary, was Bronwyn Thompson, a doll, a great actress, and she has a sweet spirit about her. Other people who took part in the play were, Jessi Thon, Shelly Long, Brent Dowlen, Trisha Cunningham, Lilly Iden, Arolyn Anderson, Elise Hammer, and most of all, Kitty Peck, the RHS Drama Director. She's the gal the whole thing revolved around.

Well, there's something else that really affected me. Last Saturday night, me, Venessa, Celeste, Venessa's friend, a real riot, Nick, Lydel, Nick's friend all went to JB's for dinner and a night out. It was all pretty fun and stuff until we were riding home. We took Lydel's truck. Celeste and I were in the back of the bed, laying down so we wouldn't get pulled over by the cops, and well, we were riding along all peacful and stuff, then Lydel slams on the brakes and I slide forward and hit the cab with my head. I thought I would be alright, but then this pain shot from my neck into my head. I thought I was gonna die. I sat up and started yelling and pounding on the window. They pulled over and hopped out of the truck. I fell over and passed out. When I came to, I sat back up and we drove home. I kept on wanting to fall asleep, but they wouldn't let me. I don't know why. It was just a blah, dizzy, ditzy night. After we got home I kept on falling asleep, so they called the hospital to make sure nothing happened. Well, we went there and they tested me n'stuff and took some X-rays. Nothing was broken, thank God. 

My parents were out of town for the weekend and so they dropped me off at my grandparent's Motel, and I feel right to sleep and didn't wake up til the next day at about 10 am. What a night, I tell ya! Well, until something comes up or til tomorrow, Bye...

                                                                                                        Ryan Jevne