I had fun at Monica's graduation party ( Read more... )

The past few days have been interesting.
The orchestra banquet was pretty sweet - many pictures.
I didn't cry, though. I always want to, but never do.
There was a gay-scare. And I relied on my younger friends.
It passed and things are cool.
2 days of school left ever.
It's so surreal. bittersweet. unspeakable.
I could list a thousand adjectives.
What ( Read more... )

5 days. Where did my innocence go?
Probably out the window, just like my sincerity.
No, I won't go that far.

I was never one of those kids who always said "I can't wait to grow up!"
I was the girl who never wanted to grow up. Who wanted to stay young forever.
I was a regular old Peter Pan, and I still am.
Graduating kind of scars that. But it's needed.
I ( Read more... )

I just want to have a good time this next week. I want to look back and be like, yeah high school was all right. Because they say that first impressions are everything, but I say that last impressions are everything.

So here's to enjoying the end of this chapter of my life.

Today, my friend Danielle and I escaped from school.
True story.
We hung around town and partied all day.
This consists of going to Hobby Lobby then scrapbooking.
I felt like Ferris Bueller in a really retarded way.
Mark this down in the record books..
I actually missed [half of a] day of school.

Today was the senior awards ceremony, and this year, I was one of the people sitting in the center, getting congratulated ( Read more... )

Things just get really unfair and I hate it.
I don't understand and I wish I did.
Who knew that you could feel the same way at age 11 and age 18?
Maybe this is all some form of karma because I never forgave the people who hurt me.

And to think, I honestly tried to make today a good day by not pouting or letting my bad moods get the best of me.

I used to live for the songs that started and ended rough, ragged, and edgy. But somewhere in the middle, it softened up and slowed down, like an oasis in the middle of a storm. Like this ( Read more... )

It felt really weird being around them last night ( Read more... )

And maybe since day one, I've known that I'd always miss you the most.

That may kill me one day.

I really hate having bad days at school. Because, when I get home, I always feel like I lost a day. I'll never get that day back, and these last days of high school seem to be important [although I think school is a complete waste of time]. I am a kid at ( Read more... )