I know I’m a terrible person, and I do shitty things. But the people in my life that look past it and help me with it deserve a dang metal.

The end of the school year has sneaked up on me so fast.

I graduate in seven days, as of tomorrow. And I still have one report to write, two parking tickets to pay, and I still have to pick up my cap and gown. Honestly, I thought this would never come. But graduation is in SEVEN SCHOOL DAYS. I won’t miss anyone at school, I wont miss the stress, I haven’t had one teacher who’s made an impact on me. I’m ready to start something new. It’s happening, in seven days.

It really bums me out listening to Lemuria.

Well, just Get Better I guess. It reminds me of last year so much. Mostly April to August. It brings back the smell of my car when I first got it. Feelings I had, memories of Hether and who we spent our time with, what we spent our time on. It reminds me of the turning point in my life. That time where everything started changing. The people I hung out with dramatically changed and so did my thought process. And it doesn’t bum me out because it was a sad time in my life. Because it wasn’t. It was great. It bums me out because I can’t relive it, ever.

I hate being nostalgic.

Having adult responsibilities really sucks when you still get the privileges of a fifteen year old.

Stupid girl, blabbing, 1 in the morning complaining stupid post.

I hate that I have to wear stupid extensions to make my hair look good, because I’m compulsive and chopped it off. I hate that I wear extensions to make my hair look better when it really doesn’t even look that good. I hate that I have no clothes to wear ever. And I hate everything else.

I really miss Dominic. Going from spending everyday together, to not seeing each other for a week sucks. And I know seven days isn’t too much. But I’m still hating it. He really is something else. I never feel like this, ever. But he totally swept me off my feet. I just want this weekend to be over so I can drive my little car to take this cute boy home.

I hate this shitty construction. I hate waking up at six thirty and driving on the shitty roads. I hate that I’m not graduated yet. I hate attendance school. I hate work conventions that take my bf to Philadelphia. I hate planes that take my best friend to New Jersey. I hate working a partially full-time job. BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH.

I don’t think I could be happier than I am right now with anybody else.

MY LYFE.

• I work a full time job as a teacher at Over The Rainbow day care.
• I’m fully moved into my new house.
• School’s out in a few months.
• There’s shows coming up that I’m actually looking forward to.
• There’s a boy who actually likes to hold my hand.
• My friends are awesome.
• New car in June.

Things are really good, and I’m way happy about it.

Well my best friend leaves tomorrow for New Jersey.

and even though I’m heartbroken about it I’m really happy for her. She seems excited and I know that it will be good for her to get away from Utah and live with her mom for awhile. I’m gonna ‘Dear John’ this bitch and write her love letters and send her pictures all the time. Because the internet it too overrated when you’re best friend moves 2,000 miles away.

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