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I LOVE the last week of school feeling more than anything else in the world. Every year, I think about what I was going the year before.
Seventh grade was lots and lots of Spit and other card games in Mrs. Forgacs's room
Eighth grade was going over Emmy's house a lot and listening to bands like Something Corporate while eating McDonald's
Ninth grade was Webkinz at Katie's house, and walking to Pine Crest like everyday in a skirt and flip flops with long hair.
I can't wait until next year so I can get the feeling of nostalgia for this time.
Oh yeah, I got three letters of recommendations today
and they were like,
the most flattering things I've ever read,
even if they were just cheesy and generic.
Seventh grade was lots and lots of Spit and other card games in Mrs. Forgacs's room
Eighth grade was going over Emmy's house a lot and listening to bands like Something Corporate while eating McDonald's
Ninth grade was Webkinz at Katie's house, and walking to Pine Crest like everyday in a skirt and flip flops with long hair.
I can't wait until next year so I can get the feeling of nostalgia for this time.
Oh yeah, I got three letters of recommendations today
and they were like,
the most flattering things I've ever read,
even if they were just cheesy and generic.