Apr 16, 2007 21:34
The beggining of spring is always a busy time.
Bobby and I are going to NYC together. Three days later, we are going to prom together.
School is almost over. Its ironic, I spend half my high school time hating Shen, and now that I have less than 50 days there, I love it. I don't know if I'm ready.
I feel selfish and childish for not letting any of my senior friends talk about the "g" word (graduation). I wasn't fair of me. Graduation is exciting and intimidating and a huge milestone. I wasn't ready to think about it then, and I'm not now either.
If it weren't for Ginger Gerstenberger, my life would be dreary and miserable. She always asks about my current worries and events, fills me in on theirs, feeds me, and most importantly, gives me the best life-advice and insight I could ask for. She is such a brilliant woman. An inspiration. We talk alot about the important things in life: staying happy, keeping your family together, growing and changing, but holding onto you loved ones. Our talks always end in the best, most motherly hugs. She reminds me that I have so much to learn. In fact, she is one of the only people (besides Mr. Merchant and Erika) who can teach me without belittling me or making me feel intimidated.
I want to move in with my friend Shannon. I know it's stupid financially, but it's important to me. Where do I go from here?