Life happened.

At school in the wee hours of the morning setting up for my last Luau. After this, no more late nights at school, no more Panthers Lair, no more early mornings, no more behind the scene work. Making this count. LUAU 2012 LES GO.

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oh god…

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You’ve become such a little bitch.

oh god, like all that talk amounted to nothing. You’ve proved nothing to anyone. Yeah you’re about to graduate and “never see these people again” but you can’t even see who you really are. You’ve changed so much. Telling me how strong you were, I might not have ever witnessed you be weak, but let’s be honest…. I know you are, and you know you are too.

you already have.

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I’m crys.

my hair is getting too long. ready for luau tomorrow. let’s fsu seniors. Last dance.

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It’d be a lie

If I kept telling myself that high school sucked. It’d be a huge lie to say I didn’t enjoy high school. As my final days finally wind down, I finally realize how much I actually love high school. I may not get along with the people, but the actual high school experience with my clubs and organizations was the greatest experience of my life. High school was everything. I was actually a somebody during high school. As I leave high school, I realize in no time, I will be another person and no one will know who I am. I will have to climb the latter ALL over again. And I’m terrified I’m not going to end up doing anything with my life. High school was my everything. It was the one thing I was sure of. High school was always there. And now as yearbooks are being passed out, and as I’ve finished my last instructional Friday of high school, I’ve had at least 4 instances where my eyes watered thinking about how my glory days are about to pass. I will no longer have ASB, SAGATHS, FBLA, Banners, Journalism, not even my friends. I will no longer be busy 24/7, and I won’t be able to see my closest friends ever again. During high school, I was sure of EVERYTHING. And in 2 weeks, nothing will be set in stone. I’m afraid of whats to come, not because I’m scared, but because I’m not sure. I loved high school, it’s where I was queen bee. It’s when most people on campus knew who I was, or have at least heard my voice. Now, no one will recognize me, and that terrifies me. I’m not used to being a no body. I’m not used to it. High school was the best thing that has happened in these last 17 years of my life. But it definitely won’t stay that way.