You enter in full-blown technicolor...
For the first time in so long, I am happy. High school is nearly over and every single thing is falling into place. I have two jobs, a million friends, and I've lost 25 pounds.
My heart is nowhere and my hands are everywhere. Beautiful boys and
girls have made me grin a trillion times. I never imagined in my life
that I would dance around Subway singing Toby Kieth's "Mockingbird
Song" with Mike Egnot and John Jasunas, but I did and I plan to do it
again because the tears rolling down my cheeks and the loss of my
breath came were a result of uncontrollable laughter instead of
unbearable pain. People are coming clean and confessing their feelings
about me, and I love the brutal honesty. I have so many personal victories and celebrations coming up.
In a few days I will be dressed like a princess, dancing the night
away. There are hot evenings and sunsets while flying down Lost Nation
in my car, endless days at the beach, painful, squeamish moments in the
chair at the tattoo parlor, and many more inches to lose.
I'm graduating. Florida is my soon-to-be home. I'm beginning to support myself. My losses bother me less and less, because by dumping excess baggage, I have gained a thousand beautiful moments.
I feel good. This feels right.
It's about damn time!
I'm graduating. Florida is my soon-to-be home. I'm beginning to support myself. My losses bother me less and less, because by dumping excess baggage, I have gained a thousand beautiful moments.
I feel good. This feels right.
It's about damn time!