Sometimes I'll look at you and wonder if ever there are other times you're looking back at me. The sleep won't set in, so I've decided to pacify my thoughts by draining them from my mind. Yeah. I'm just going to write. I don't know about what. I have no plans for this entry. But since it's going to be private, the resulting outcome should be
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the last part of high school was really surreal for me. up until my senior year, my main goal was just to get the hell out of there. but it was only during my senior year did i realize how much high school meant to me. not the school, but the people. the people i've come to know and love for the past 3+ years were soon going to be scattered throughout the nation. like you, right when i finally started getting used to high school it was over. i've never be able to handle changes well. and leaving high school was probably one of the hardest changed i went through, because i knew that once we got our dimplomas, most of us wouldn't see each other anymore.
cherish the time you have left of senior year. have fun, and don't stress too much over school. although, don't slack off completely because colleges can still reject you if your grades suddenly take a nose dive.
whatever you choose, NYU or CA, you'll find your place and love it.
just promise me that we won't lose touch. =P
love you, kristine. everything will work out in the end.
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