okay.
its been 9 long years at my current school. and i've done a lot.
i made one of my best friends on the first day of kindergarten. i had my first communion. i met my favorite teacher and future Stu. Co. moderator. i danced in a class mass. i got rid of a toxic friend who emotionally abused me. i entered junior high. i got elected Spirit Commissioner on Student Council. took a break in grade seven. i entered into grade eight. i got elected President of my school's Student Council. i started applying to high schools. i got into my top choice high school. i got closer to my class. i tried out for cheer at my soon-to-be school. i got onto the JV squad. i went to Knott's Berry Farm with my school. i went to Disneyland with my school. and i spend the whole day (8am to 12am) at Disneyland.
so here i am now, on a Saturday evening, on my bed with my computer in my lap. monday is the start of my graduation week. on thursday, i actually graduate. this whole thing has become surreal to me. i mean i'm GRADUATING FROM EIGHTH GRADE! I'm going into high school! i've been thinking about everything that I have been through. i have realized that my class means so much to me. and i complaian about them and tell them i hate them but that's our form of 'I Love You.'
i do feel ready to leave but i'm defininately not ready to leave. it's back and forth. i don't really know where i was going with this chapter. i may not even post it. making this part of My Story was important to me. you may not like it and that's 100% okay.
i just needed to remember this.
June 9, 2016...
the day i graduated.
YOU ARE READING
hey, it me.
Short Storyhey, it me. not many people know who i am or what i like. only a few. let's broaden that horizon of people who know things about me and let me enlighten you with things i think people should know about me;
