tomorrow:

math = moviee; gym & study; art = last project; physics = last experiment; english = poems?; latin = ….; history = final project..

& done.

was the start of the end. yearbooks were passed out & i had my last lunch with my friends in the cafe.. the moment when it all hit was when mrs milner was given the first yearbook & began to read her yearbook dedication..

the saddest part of it all was when she was explaining how for teachers, they remember their students as how they were when they taught them, and the teachers are not moving onto a big change in their lives; however, the students, are going to move on & get a new perspective on life… and have new mentors & meet new people that mean the world to them.

there will be two people, out of a few, that it will be especially hard for me to move on from high school without. these two people have grown on me so much throughout the years.. even though we weren’t always sharing all of our life details, the three of us have managed to remain so close in our little “oreo” that when we are together, it feels like 5th grade all over again. Looking at pictures from spirit day last week, there is one picture, of the two of them that makes me want to cry everytime i see it. I think im going to have it framed in my dorm..

i can’t imagine what graduation is going to be like.. especially the time leading up to it. i can’t think too much about it but i needed to let some of it out. as Priss would say, “theres still time..”