So Long Sweet Summer...
So i am coming out of the best summer of my life and catupulting into what is sure to be the most mind-blowing year: Senior year. I have no idea how i made it this far. Oh wait... i have pretty much the greatest friends of my life. And my family's not too shabby either. haha
LEDA...
A life changing experience. I wish i could some how sum it up but it was just too much. It was like i was livin a whole another year of high school in these eight weeks. I made a whole new crew of friends and met my soulmate. I had fabulous teachers... i loved the city i lived in. It was overwhelming.
Before that, I spent the summer wit my second family, my friends. So i remember that wen school got out on the last day i called everyone cuz i was ecstatic! But there was that bittersweetness that i would b away from my friends for eight long weeks. My Going away party was amazing. Modesto and Davis friends all brough together. I couldnt have asked for a better send-off. So then Erica, Heather, Jules and Gus came back to my house in my departing minutes. We joked around and than they left. As i was in the car to the airport, on the phone wit Diana of course, Gus sent me a text that pretty much broke my heart
"I feel like i left half of me behind."
That summed up exactly how i felt. I would be in New York but a huge part of me was remaining in Salida. And as i got through LEDA and was on the phone everynight with all my California friends it was extremely true.
And then i got back. I guess this is the part where i am supposed to say that it was like i had never left. But there was a change... in me. I see things differently. Becuz of LEDA... cuz of him.
Taylor's Surprise Going Away Party last Friday... it was fantastic! But there was a tension in the air that no one wanted to recognize. That no matter how much fun we were having the whole point we were there was real. Taylor is really leaving us. It is not a joke. There is no more denying it. This year, there will b no more Taylor bear hugs, no more "wassssuuup gangsta!", no more singing the blues. BYU had robbed us of our favorite mormon boy. The coolest mormon boy to grace this earth. I hate Utah.
Senior Sunrise... an experience that i think everyone should partake in. It didnt matter that we mostly all just stood around and talked about the same random stuff. It was the fact that we were all about to start our senior year together. And the sad thing was the thought of the next time we'd b doing it... when we'd have to watch the sunset...on the last day...
LEDA...
A life changing experience. I wish i could some how sum it up but it was just too much. It was like i was livin a whole another year of high school in these eight weeks. I made a whole new crew of friends and met my soulmate. I had fabulous teachers... i loved the city i lived in. It was overwhelming.
Before that, I spent the summer wit my second family, my friends. So i remember that wen school got out on the last day i called everyone cuz i was ecstatic! But there was that bittersweetness that i would b away from my friends for eight long weeks. My Going away party was amazing. Modesto and Davis friends all brough together. I couldnt have asked for a better send-off. So then Erica, Heather, Jules and Gus came back to my house in my departing minutes. We joked around and than they left. As i was in the car to the airport, on the phone wit Diana of course, Gus sent me a text that pretty much broke my heart
"I feel like i left half of me behind."
That summed up exactly how i felt. I would be in New York but a huge part of me was remaining in Salida. And as i got through LEDA and was on the phone everynight with all my California friends it was extremely true.
And then i got back. I guess this is the part where i am supposed to say that it was like i had never left. But there was a change... in me. I see things differently. Becuz of LEDA... cuz of him.
Taylor's Surprise Going Away Party last Friday... it was fantastic! But there was a tension in the air that no one wanted to recognize. That no matter how much fun we were having the whole point we were there was real. Taylor is really leaving us. It is not a joke. There is no more denying it. This year, there will b no more Taylor bear hugs, no more "wassssuuup gangsta!", no more singing the blues. BYU had robbed us of our favorite mormon boy. The coolest mormon boy to grace this earth. I hate Utah.
Senior Sunrise... an experience that i think everyone should partake in. It didnt matter that we mostly all just stood around and talked about the same random stuff. It was the fact that we were all about to start our senior year together. And the sad thing was the thought of the next time we'd b doing it... when we'd have to watch the sunset...on the last day...