Missed out again
So last night I was just chillin’ in my bedroom before I went to sleep and I picked up my old year book from freshman year. I didn't buy a yearbook this year, and I sort of wish I did. But after signing all my friends' yearbooks and writing all these sappy reflections and telling them how much I care about them and how I'll miss them, I had the bright idea to look through my old yearbook to read all the cute things people had to say to me last year. I open it up and the pages are blank. Then I remembered that I didn't ask anyone to sign my yearbook last year. And I felt so incredibly sad.