-Nothing was the same after that night-
What night? Graduation.
I graduated from HIGH SCHOOL.
Ranked 33rd in my class. That's pretty sweet.
Going to Millersville to study English/ Journalism with a minor in history and I never have to see anyone from my high school ever again.

So, my friend was salutatorian, sat through the entire ceremony, listened as everyone raved over the girl who was valedictorian, got her diploma, opened it up when she got home, saw her final transcript for the year, and found out that she was ACTUALLY the valedictorian. FHL. But it had a happy ending?

I painted a trippy mural on the school wall. It will be there forever with the paintings from all independent art students of STHS who also painted one over the years.
I will post pictures soon here.

I'm almost done with my last softball season ever.

Tomorrow I leave for the beach with my boyfriend's family. He's coming with my family for a beach trip in July. Everything is awesome. I love him and the beach. It's a killer combo.
Pretty sweet.
Graduation party on the 27th.
Yall should crash it if you happen to be in Harrisburg
JK.

I actually like the way I look for once. I got a decent haircut and dyed it the right way. I learned that black eyeliner doesn't look good on me every single day. I lost weight. I learned how to walk in shoes with a little height. I learned how to paint and draw well this year in class, as well as improved my professional and creative writing. I gained confidence in who I am. Senior year gave me an outgoing personality.
Rad. I can't wait for college.

But, whatever.

Whatever.

I do what I want.


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clubs>>>>>


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This party is old and uninviting
Participants all in black and white
You enter in full blown technicolor
Nothing is the same after tonight

If the world would fall apart
In a fiction worthy wind
I wouldn't change a thing
Now that you're here