Is high school really ending?
I just went through some saved conversations I had with some people throughout high school. I couldn’t stop laughing about the stuff we said and about the time then. I’m really going to miss some people. I kept on avoiding the thought of high school ending because it’s a bittersweet feeling..but high school officially ends next week. I can’t really avoid the thought now. Time flies and things definitely change. How many times has that been said before? I wonder how different things will be four years from now when I graduate from ucsc? I guess it’s time to close this chapter of my life and open up a new one. The only thing is that it’s different. I won’t be coming back the next year seeing my friends again from last year. We’ll be separated- 2, 3, 16 hours away. I won’t be in Vallejo anymore. I won’t see familiar faces. I won’t be at School wondering who i have classes with or who my teachers are. I wont be doing a summer project for that AP class i’ll be preparing for. Everything will be different and new. I can’t believe that in September I’ll be packing up and going away for college. I remember thinking that preparing for college is so far away in my life that I can only imagine it happening on tv. But it will be happening to me in the fall. welp, like what everyone says, we’re off to better and bigger things.
What’s up with the guys that seem completely perfect? Talented, smart, athletic, baker, really nice and funny, knows when to be serious, never seems to get mad, responsible and polite, reasonable, understanding, forgiving. Wtheck. It’s kind of scary to actually get with them knowing how perfect they are. It’s like you can’t measure up to them because you can’t return what they have given you. It’s as though they’re meant to be with someone else. I mean no matter how perfect they are, no matter how many qualities they have that make up the “perfect boyfriend”, it seems impossible to imagine myself with them. Haha. Sad lyfe. I actually typed that up with a couple of guys in mind. I don’t know. I just really can’t picture myself with them.
Well I’m 17, but I am from the US! Haha.
Peter pan, Beauty and the Beast, Aladdin, Mickey Mouse, the lion king, toy story, a whole new world, under the sea, max, tale as old as time,
I love Disney.
you’re freakin’ amazing and I don’t know how you do it.
Why are you so perfect?
Why why why
I seriously can’t get over the fact of how perfect this guy is.
he’s freakin’ amazing.
complain about how hard the work is, whine about how there’s too much to do and that I don’t want to do it. I’ll talk about how there isn’t enough time and that I can’t possibly do it or that I need more time because I have so many other things to do
but in the end,
after all my complaining and whining, and being a baby about the whole thing,
I’ll still do it.
I don’t see why I complain, and yet I still do it.
Maybe I just need to get the whining out of my system. Haha.
Welcome to my blog!
I just blog and reblog a bunch of random things, sorry if it’s not entertaining enough for you guys or if you find me weird or whatever. Haha.
Can’t wait to meet you guys in the fall! :D
Or possibly sooner.