Well, the school year, at least.
And this is all happening so fast.
School doesn't feel like it's supposed to be ending.
It's not 90+ degrees like it usually is around this time of the year.
It's like 78 everyday.
Hello global warming.
And things are changing.
Senior year is next year, and I feel stressed just watching my twelfth grade friends trying to graduate.
Another thing,
my boyfriend is graduating,
and I'll be at school for another year.
I think the most difficult thing to get used to
will be
going to my locker after class and finding that he's not there waiting for me.
Or trying to find an already established group of friends to hang out with.
Senior year, here I come.
Everyone pray that I pass summer school Algebra II.
God bless.
