So maybe high school isn't all that bad. :-\
I never really realized how scared I am to go to college until I found the one. That's right, friends. I found my future college. The beautiful Marietta College in Marietta, Ohio. 2 hours and 15 minutes away from Wadsworth :) Far enough; close enough. It's small. I'm not gunna lie...and I know how I bitch all the time about Wadsworth being so small (disappointing fact: Wadsworth has 1700 students....MC has 1200) but I figured, I'm used to small....so it won't be that much of a culture shock. And the best part, I don't know a soul there. I don't want to know anyone there. That's the whole point. :) I am, of course, not only going to apply there...that would be stupid, I'm also looking at OU, West Virginia University, Cleveland State, and Otterbien. But I can already tell that MC just might be my first pick over all of them.
But away from all my excitement, (as I have mentioned previously) I have never been so scared in my whole life. I have sworn since my second day of my freshman year (day one wasn't so bad)..that I hated Wadsworth High School...that I hated high school PERIOD. The drama, bullshit, liars, stupid coaches, crackedout teachers, alcoholics, so-called-friends, boys, immaturity...ect. But today I realized how much I am not ready to be a senior. I'm not ready for college. I'm not ready to be finished with all the drama, bullshit, liars, stupid coaches and whatever. I've visited OSU like 9 trillion times, but it was always for my sister, I never went to a college for myself. I just can't believe its that close. I'm sure I'll get over my jitters once school starts and I can't wait to get out again. But it's not only just my nerves about being on my own and going off to college 2 1/2 hours away....its the $28,000 headache I'm going to give my parents for 4 years in a row. That's what grants, loans, and scholarships are for I guess. In short, I think I made high school a bigger deal than it ever was...that's why for senior year I have 2 resolutions for myself :) #1. Try not to hate school. #2. Go relationship free (#2 doesn't really have anything to do with this entry..but whatever just thought I'd throw it out there) ... What is the point in hating my last year of high school as I have done with the past 3? 1 out of 4 isn't bad..This is the last summer/year I'll have with them. Them....Shannen, Amy, Laura, Katelyn, and Alise. Five of the nine most important people in my life (others being mom dad teresa and scott)...The chances that 2 of us, let alone ALL of us, going to the same school is like 1 in 1,000,000,000,000,000,000...whatever that number is. And that just sucks. I mean, its something a lot of people go through...but I'm pretty sure I'm not gunna like it.
I'm gunna miss working at Subway (there is no reason for us to be in Coventry right now. :) I'll miss getting chased by the cops with Tim....Norton football games...Dane Cook, Kaliedascope, random toys, 11:11 wishes everynight, and whatnot. And even in recent terms, mall dates and going to pool parties with Lise. I'll cry from laughter everytime I think of our suicidal friends jumping off Shannen's roof into her pool, or beating each other with bull whips (even though Amy was the only one who could crack it...kinda scary?) I'll never forget the rapists at the fourth pinetree at sacred heart and amy tackling Kimmy or pushing Sarah off the playground. "The Rat Pack" still owns life...we have the shirts to prove it. I'll miss choir with Caitlin and Shannen. I'll miss junior banquet night (one of the most amazing nights of my life), the 2 hour game of Truth or Dare in the hot tub while it snowed at 4AM. Looking for a "sanitary surface" at the Turner residence. Kitchen table? :) I'll miss how my friends never fought. The only drama we had was when we saw Amy in John Lennon & Me.
And even though we just started being friends...I'll miss the memories we're gunna make, Krissy! :) We already have our nightly 3 hour long phone conversations...but I can't wait until football games, dances, bonfires, and whatnot with you!
And Scott...or um, excuse me "Christopher". :) You're one of the very few people who knows ME in every bipolar personality and still loves me for them :) I would say that I'll miss our stupid fights and outrageous sarcasm...but I know it will always be there. Well pretty much because you have no life, and I'm "still in love with you"...so what else are we going to have to look forword to for the rest of our lives? :) The wedding...that's right. Haha :)
Wow, and if you didn't know I was a theatre fag...I'm sure you could tell now. I'm not trying to be all dramatic or mushy or sad or anything...but it was a long trip today and I had a lot to think about:)
Love,
Your future Pioneer :-)