Being whisked away by one's true love is every girls dream, but for me, it never has seemed possible. I realize this seems kind of pathetic, but I have always feared not finding my prince charming or being stuck with some fine guy who I convince myself every night that I love, but I know deeply in my heart that I am just torturing myself. I guess you can call me a hopeless romantic though. Romance novels are my secret passion because I love to imagine myself as this made up character and I get lost in their life. I think the reason I love books so much is because I know that nothing this amazing will ever happen to me; my life is not novel worthy. I am 17 and I have only kissed a guy once. Romance books give me a small piece of hope that something this amazing can happen to me in the future.
Okay, I realize I sound insane, but please do not tell me these thoughts have never run through your mind. These thoughts run through my brain almost every night as I slowly unwind and let my mind unravel. Enough about my pathetic love life anyways.
Tomorrow is the first day of senior year and never in my life have I been so excited, yet nervous for a school year. Tomorrow marks the end of the torture and pain that one calls high school. Most people believe that high school is the best experience of their life and I will agree to disagree; my high school experience, well the 3/4's of it so far, have been one of the worst memories of my life. With all terrible memories come great ones though. What I am trying to say is I did have a lot of good memories, but as a whole, I just hated high school. I am not popular, striking gorgeous, or the best athlete this school has ever seen, so there is nothing to really make me look forward to the social rankings battle that is disguised by the name high school. I am not even able to call myself a band nerd; I am at the bottom of the bottom, an orchestra girl. We will see if this year brings me anything better, but I doubt it. Wish me luck!
