Dec 04, 2006 20:42
i can't believe high school is almost over.
i have less than 6 months until i graduate.
when i was in 8th grade, i used to read journals of people in high school.
i had this whole world invisioned
of sneaking out, going to shows, pictures, etc&etc.
and then that world became mine.
i really wish i had written more of the life that i have had.
instead, i was afraid of judgement and stopped recording actual events in this journal.
my real life exists only in my memory; where i intensely fear that it will decay into nothing.
this journal has not been an accurate portal of my years.
i wish that i wrote about sneaking out & sneaking in, about drinking and passing out, about sneaking in to movies, and going out not knowing where i'd be sleeping, about the lives I touched and the lives that have touched me.
one time nancy, frances, and i randomly drove to and got lost in dallas at two in the morning.
we drove back and had no clue where we'd sleep. i remember frances calling a bunch of people in her cell phone trying to find a place to stay. we ended up on some girl named Jessie's floor, with a bunch of people we didn't know, and nancy and i were freezing. i love that night, it was so much fun.
things like that.. I need to write more of my life.