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I really am getting sad about leaving now. I just looked through all my photo albums and old papers and notes and stuff. It's hard to believe its been so long. High school really does fly by. But I really do believe that I made the best of it. Some parts I wouldve changed slightly or said something a little different, but I was involved in alot of stuff and the memories are so important. Sports was definatley the best thing I got myself to do in SV. So much fun with field hockey and swimming, especially FH this year...it was the best.
I hate change. I dunno, I've just been looking around my room alot latley and seeing everything. My room really is ME and its just so weird that I wont be in it after this year. All my pictures, awards, trophies, posters, stickers...random stuff taped or written on my walls. The nail polish stain on the carpet, my broken closet doors. I'm so confused. Everyone said you cant understand what being a senior is like until you are one and I totally get that now. Some days I cant wait to get the fuck out of here and make new friends and meet new people...other days its like "wow soon I have to start the real world" and I wont have my support system or people just to sit in my room to talk to all day about nothing. Even it doesnt always seem like, I have been lucky to share so much time with the same group of REAL friends. These girls know my childhood. We've gone through the last 7 years together. That's alot of growing up. When we first became friends none of us shaved our legs, wore make up, had our periods. I knew Sam when we were 8 years old. Thats so little. We thought we were soo cool in our sequin dance costumes. I cant believe that even through middle school and our "pick one person that everyone can be mad at each week" 7th grade year, we are still friends. Haha our birthday sleepovers...calling boys latenight. It's crazy. Some parts of me wish I could relive it all.
BLAH. This is just the wierdest time in my life.
I hate change. I dunno, I've just been looking around my room alot latley and seeing everything. My room really is ME and its just so weird that I wont be in it after this year. All my pictures, awards, trophies, posters, stickers...random stuff taped or written on my walls. The nail polish stain on the carpet, my broken closet doors. I'm so confused. Everyone said you cant understand what being a senior is like until you are one and I totally get that now. Some days I cant wait to get the fuck out of here and make new friends and meet new people...other days its like "wow soon I have to start the real world" and I wont have my support system or people just to sit in my room to talk to all day about nothing. Even it doesnt always seem like, I have been lucky to share so much time with the same group of REAL friends. These girls know my childhood. We've gone through the last 7 years together. That's alot of growing up. When we first became friends none of us shaved our legs, wore make up, had our periods. I knew Sam when we were 8 years old. Thats so little. We thought we were soo cool in our sequin dance costumes. I cant believe that even through middle school and our "pick one person that everyone can be mad at each week" 7th grade year, we are still friends. Haha our birthday sleepovers...calling boys latenight. It's crazy. Some parts of me wish I could relive it all.
BLAH. This is just the wierdest time in my life.