Is it sane to say I have memories on the brain?
Good memories. Not sad ones. But ones that make me a little sad.
Right now I"m listening to Aerials by System of a Down. That's the song my dance class did our dance to. Choreographed by Nina Bina. It's all such a wonderful memory. Especially in the dance classes coming up upon the concert. We kept changing the end, but it turned out so damn cool. I only barely remember half. Again, probably because we kept changing it! Haha. I'll never forget all those classes going over it. Or the fact that Emily had such a hard time with the spin. We actually got it down! yay! We were so proud. Wow, just had a flashback. Going over the same few moves over and over and over and over. I was in the right corner of the room with Emily....I think I wound up eventually with the guy part...yeah I did. It was raining. Trish was in front of me, Jay and Kendahl on my left....and Gabe was totally over spinning and running into various things.
Wow. The things I randomly remember.
I still find it hard to belive that when I go back to school end of August, all the seniors won't be there.....Mr Branson won't be there....nor will Ms Overton or Mrs Branson....wowee....it's kind of hard to think about. Freshmen year at concord was the best year of my life. And then some of the good things are ripped away from me....but I keep the friends and the memories...I don't know if I'm going to deal very well....I take to good things.....if you take it away, I die a little. I pray everyday that Concord won't change for the worst...that it will change for the better...if it has to change at all.....I pray that I'll get classes with familiar faces and make friends with new ones...I pray that I won't stress out over classwork and evil people I'm forced to be with.....I pray that everyday brings new memories to keep with me forever...I pray that everyday makes me a better person.....I pray that all this worrying I'm doing won't have any reason in the end! Haha...yeah, I worry way to damn much. Kind of pitiful. But I worry about all the bad things that aren't likely to happen. I know in my heart of hearts that this year will be as awesome as last year, and the years will keep getting better....I'm not sure if it's the anticipation thats making me this way or not knowing what will happen.....
I can't believe I'm going to have to say goodbye to Morgan and Nina and Lizzie and Leann and Tabye and Emily and all the other juniors....I am DEFINITELY going to prom and stratford and to the graduation and I swear I'm going to cry my bloody eyes out the entire time. I just hate saying goodbye. I hate hate hate it. With a passion. I guess that's because I was 'blessed' with a love with the past....I love for memories....I'm always scared of the new and I have no reason to be.
That and I tend to be friends with those older than me. Just because I suppose I'm '''mature'''. I hope and pray that I can find friends with the same totally insane sense of fun and humor I do. I hope that I never take any moment for granted. I hope that I can live every moment as though I'm never going to see that person again or do that thing again. I hope that I can live life to the absolute fullest and meet new people and have a wonderful three more years at my favorite place....not just because I learn there...but because I was taught how to live there. It made me more outspoken...more mature...more fun...more extroverted. Everyone pushed me to the be the person we all knew was inside this shy little person. I started out as a caterpillar and ended up not a butterfly, but an eagle. Totally unexpected but a lot better than anyone thought.
What would I do without my memories? I pour over the pages of my old diaries....and once in a while images of the past decide to pop up and surprise me. I love that.
I hope that I can keep my past memories close and embrace the new oppurtunities to make memories, meet people, try new things....and just LIVE LIFE THE WAY IT WAS MEANT TO BE LIVED.
Right now I"m listening to Aerials by System of a Down. That's the song my dance class did our dance to. Choreographed by Nina Bina. It's all such a wonderful memory. Especially in the dance classes coming up upon the concert. We kept changing the end, but it turned out so damn cool. I only barely remember half. Again, probably because we kept changing it! Haha. I'll never forget all those classes going over it. Or the fact that Emily had such a hard time with the spin. We actually got it down! yay! We were so proud. Wow, just had a flashback. Going over the same few moves over and over and over and over. I was in the right corner of the room with Emily....I think I wound up eventually with the guy part...yeah I did. It was raining. Trish was in front of me, Jay and Kendahl on my left....and Gabe was totally over spinning and running into various things.
Wow. The things I randomly remember.
I still find it hard to belive that when I go back to school end of August, all the seniors won't be there.....Mr Branson won't be there....nor will Ms Overton or Mrs Branson....wowee....it's kind of hard to think about. Freshmen year at concord was the best year of my life. And then some of the good things are ripped away from me....but I keep the friends and the memories...I don't know if I'm going to deal very well....I take to good things.....if you take it away, I die a little. I pray everyday that Concord won't change for the worst...that it will change for the better...if it has to change at all.....I pray that I'll get classes with familiar faces and make friends with new ones...I pray that I won't stress out over classwork and evil people I'm forced to be with.....I pray that everyday brings new memories to keep with me forever...I pray that everyday makes me a better person.....I pray that all this worrying I'm doing won't have any reason in the end! Haha...yeah, I worry way to damn much. Kind of pitiful. But I worry about all the bad things that aren't likely to happen. I know in my heart of hearts that this year will be as awesome as last year, and the years will keep getting better....I'm not sure if it's the anticipation thats making me this way or not knowing what will happen.....
I can't believe I'm going to have to say goodbye to Morgan and Nina and Lizzie and Leann and Tabye and Emily and all the other juniors....I am DEFINITELY going to prom and stratford and to the graduation and I swear I'm going to cry my bloody eyes out the entire time. I just hate saying goodbye. I hate hate hate it. With a passion. I guess that's because I was 'blessed' with a love with the past....I love for memories....I'm always scared of the new and I have no reason to be.
That and I tend to be friends with those older than me. Just because I suppose I'm '''mature'''. I hope and pray that I can find friends with the same totally insane sense of fun and humor I do. I hope that I never take any moment for granted. I hope that I can live every moment as though I'm never going to see that person again or do that thing again. I hope that I can live life to the absolute fullest and meet new people and have a wonderful three more years at my favorite place....not just because I learn there...but because I was taught how to live there. It made me more outspoken...more mature...more fun...more extroverted. Everyone pushed me to the be the person we all knew was inside this shy little person. I started out as a caterpillar and ended up not a butterfly, but an eagle. Totally unexpected but a lot better than anyone thought.
What would I do without my memories? I pour over the pages of my old diaries....and once in a while images of the past decide to pop up and surprise me. I love that.
I hope that I can keep my past memories close and embrace the new oppurtunities to make memories, meet people, try new things....and just LIVE LIFE THE WAY IT WAS MEANT TO BE LIVED.