So I've been thinking..
I'm going to miss high school.
I'm going to miss being in high school.
I'm going to miss the events and relationships from high school.
I know that going to college is the next step and you can't stay in high school forever, and it's going to be amazing and fun and hard and good for all of us -but I also know that realistically things are going to change. Some things, well, I'm not ready for them to change yet. In about a month I'll be moving to Tallahassee and it still seems completely unreal to me. I've been so excited ever since the end of junior year about going to college, but I guess I've just realized how scary it can be to have things change so much. The change of scenery- the fact that I won't see most of you a couple times a week like I'm used to -but most of all, being away from my home, Niceville, Destin, this house, the beach, this ridiculously comfortable place -and having to make Tallahassee my second home, without the people that I love the most. Home is where the heart is, and my home will always be here -with you all that I'm leaving behind, my family, my friends, the ones I love more than anything in this world. There will never again be a high school grill team, a senior picture, a "final four" football game, a Kentucky week, a homecoming, a senior prom, a physics class that I almost failed, a sewing class, a one dollar pizza day, an FCAT, a Mrs. Nihil-Taylor, a rigged locker, a reserved parking spot -I wouldn't change a thing that happened all four years of high school. Looking back each set-back made me stronger, and I know that I can make it through college because of all the events that happened in high school. I want everyone to know that I have no grudges against anyone. I still consider every single person from our graduating class as a friend -I feel like we did grow closer our senior year and I wish you all the best of luck in the future. I cannot wait until we all come back for the holidays and the Mullet Festival, and maybe even homecoming for the first year. And when we're all home for summer, I'm looking forward to bumping into all of you at work or on the beach. I know this sounds so dramatic, but looking through old yearbooks and pictures kind of cause this reaction.. Ha. That, and it's only six in the morning. Love you.
I'm going to miss being in high school.
I'm going to miss the events and relationships from high school.
I know that going to college is the next step and you can't stay in high school forever, and it's going to be amazing and fun and hard and good for all of us -but I also know that realistically things are going to change. Some things, well, I'm not ready for them to change yet. In about a month I'll be moving to Tallahassee and it still seems completely unreal to me. I've been so excited ever since the end of junior year about going to college, but I guess I've just realized how scary it can be to have things change so much. The change of scenery- the fact that I won't see most of you a couple times a week like I'm used to -but most of all, being away from my home, Niceville, Destin, this house, the beach, this ridiculously comfortable place -and having to make Tallahassee my second home, without the people that I love the most. Home is where the heart is, and my home will always be here -with you all that I'm leaving behind, my family, my friends, the ones I love more than anything in this world. There will never again be a high school grill team, a senior picture, a "final four" football game, a Kentucky week, a homecoming, a senior prom, a physics class that I almost failed, a sewing class, a one dollar pizza day, an FCAT, a Mrs. Nihil-Taylor, a rigged locker, a reserved parking spot -I wouldn't change a thing that happened all four years of high school. Looking back each set-back made me stronger, and I know that I can make it through college because of all the events that happened in high school. I want everyone to know that I have no grudges against anyone. I still consider every single person from our graduating class as a friend -I feel like we did grow closer our senior year and I wish you all the best of luck in the future. I cannot wait until we all come back for the holidays and the Mullet Festival, and maybe even homecoming for the first year. And when we're all home for summer, I'm looking forward to bumping into all of you at work or on the beach. I know this sounds so dramatic, but looking through old yearbooks and pictures kind of cause this reaction.. Ha. That, and it's only six in the morning. Love you.