Sick
I feel horrible. I feel like I am going to vomit. Great! Oh my only 18 days of school left, that is crazy. When I came in my freshman year I thought I would be here forever. I never thought it would actually end. And now dram is over. Wow that kills. It’s all over. I know that there will be other times, and other people to love, but still it’s hard to say good-bye. I hate not feeling well, it sucks. Oh well, coming to school is so bloody hard. I don’t do anything. We just sit around, and talk about graduating. I am totally going to miss all of you so much. Over the years I have made some powerful bonds. I never realized it until the end. Almost to late. That always sees to be the case you never know what you’ve got till it’s gone. So true. It was so hard to take my costume off yesterday. I almost couldn’t do it. It was like the final statement that it was all over. Dang, I love it so much. Oh well, I will always have it in my heart; no one can ever take that from me.