Wow. And just like that, I’m done. Free from the institution we Americans like to call high school. Full of arrogance, racism, crowd-pleasers, homework, tests, and hour and a half classes. But perhaps I learned, through all the hardship, to stick through it all and keep my feet moving. Cause if the momentum is lost, well, you’re never going to get back to speed. I made some good memories, some bad ones; unforgettable nights and understandably forgettable people. I’ve met people I never want to see or hear about again; and I’ve seen people who I will sorely miss once we all go back into higher education this fall. I have had teachers who I wanted to strangle on a daily basis, and others who made me fall in love with their subject. I’ve seen the horrid minds of other kids, but to counterbalance this I found others who only have care and compassion to give despite what society says. But it’s done, it’s over, and I shouldn’t dwell too long on the past. I should say I don’t regret anything, but of course, I do; running xc was probably the best and worse decision of my life. Spending 3 hours a day, 6 days a week, every season of the year running my butt off and for what? A decent body? My dad claims it helped sharpen and focus my mind, spirit, and determination; but all I can see is that I lost time with friends, I didn’t meet many of the people I know now, never went to church because I was too tired to wake up on Sunday mornings, and joined only a handful of not-that-great clubs that met seldom, if at all. It was and is an experience I will never forget - bits and pieces will remain with me, forever. So long, high school; it’s been, well, real. And if I’ve learned one thing, it’s that people are so judgmental and you got to be your own person and don’t give a flying fuck about anybody who has a differing opinion. Peace out.
do your eyes ever randomly go out of focus and then you are too lazy to focus them back in and just stare at nothing for a while
“you can’t wear that!!!! people will get the wrong impression!!!”
the impression that i am a hot babe with an ass that just won’t quit???? honey that ain’t wrong that’s just fact
Whether it be anger, depression, sadness, even happiness, I think really hard. Is said emotion justified? If yes, then is this emotion worth paying attention to? And if yes again, take a step back and view it from 3rd person: Will it hurt me? I hope not.
Realize that anyone who tries to put you down about your appearance is assuming that it is your job to please them visually. Once you realize that it isn’t your job to be visually pleasing to anyone, ever, it becomes very hard for anyone to make you feel bad about yourself.– Skeptifem (via moord) Via How I do
we all have that one cup in our house that is somehow better than the other ones
My cousin is sleeping in my bed. It’s late, I have an AP exam tomorrow. I wanna sleep :(((( Haha jk, sleep as long as you want cousin. Sigh. It’s hard to be motivated for anything anymore. I feel like I’m hitting a wall again….Luckily there is techno music and delicious food. Otherwise I’d go insaneeeeeee LOOK I ALREADY AM. Jk. Jeez I need to sleep. I’ve been having a lot of minor headaches recently and I dunno why. Possibly because graduation is approaching and as it gets closer I’m just yoloing sleep and everything that seems mildly important. Yolo right?
Anyway, yeah. So there’s like 5 graduation parties, bacchulareateasejfa;djsf;asdf or whatever, and graduation itself as well as finals week (EXEMPTION MOFOS) and crap to remember. Plus, things have changed in my head, I can feel it, if nothing else.
God what am I saying? It’s not even that late for a philosophical debate with myself. Alright, gnight. Peace.