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Were my expectations too high?
I was/am highly disappointed in this final chapter to an American past time.
Star Wars is something very dear to my heart.
And it pains me to say that I do not like this new movie.
The graphics were horrible.
The script was decent.
The action was amazing.
But nothing could beat the fight scene Yoda had in Episode 2, so the fighting wasn't what it could've been.
Even though I knew he was going to go to the darkside,
I was still cheering for him to stay good.
The movie in itself was amazing.
But I know he could've done better.
If he had spent more time on it.
But it is a lot to cram into one movie.
Seeing it all happen was like a shock.
I had pictured it all.
But seeing him walk into the Temple turned, was shocking.
Seeing him on that planet fighting him, was scary.
Watching the babies be born, was breathtaking.
With that said, I will now speak of the dreaded graduation.
I'm excited for it.
But not.
I don't want to grow up.
I didn't get the scholarship, they don't have my test scores.
I don't know what to do.
I've decided to take a year off.
To work.
Matt and Kitrina want me to move with them to UCF next fall.
I might.
I am having problems with what I want.
I'm having problems expressing what I want.
I miss what I had.
I miss laughing till my sides hurt.
I miss seeing them and knowing they care about me.
Not having them flat out tell me why they are no longer my friends.
You said you'd never choose, but you told me you have.
If they're more important then great, I've accepted that.
But don't push me out just because they don't like me and you're tired of hearing them bitch.
Their hobby is to make fun of me.
It's childish and high school.
We aren't in high school anymore.
Well, we won't be.
I think I just need someone that understands.
I think I just need last summer.
I was/am highly disappointed in this final chapter to an American past time.
Star Wars is something very dear to my heart.
And it pains me to say that I do not like this new movie.
The graphics were horrible.
The script was decent.
The action was amazing.
But nothing could beat the fight scene Yoda had in Episode 2, so the fighting wasn't what it could've been.
Even though I knew he was going to go to the darkside,
I was still cheering for him to stay good.
The movie in itself was amazing.
But I know he could've done better.
If he had spent more time on it.
But it is a lot to cram into one movie.
Seeing it all happen was like a shock.
I had pictured it all.
But seeing him walk into the Temple turned, was shocking.
Seeing him on that planet fighting him, was scary.
Watching the babies be born, was breathtaking.
With that said, I will now speak of the dreaded graduation.
I'm excited for it.
But not.
I don't want to grow up.
I didn't get the scholarship, they don't have my test scores.
I don't know what to do.
I've decided to take a year off.
To work.
Matt and Kitrina want me to move with them to UCF next fall.
I might.
I am having problems with what I want.
I'm having problems expressing what I want.
I miss what I had.
I miss laughing till my sides hurt.
I miss seeing them and knowing they care about me.
Not having them flat out tell me why they are no longer my friends.
You said you'd never choose, but you told me you have.
If they're more important then great, I've accepted that.
But don't push me out just because they don't like me and you're tired of hearing them bitch.
Their hobby is to make fun of me.
It's childish and high school.
We aren't in high school anymore.
Well, we won't be.
I think I just need someone that understands.
I think I just need last summer.