After laughing my butt off at my grandmother and her eye patch (she just had cataract surgery yesterday) I see my little sophomore, who I take home after yearbook, BALLING HER EYES OUT. So me, you know, aggressive me, tells her to stop crying. But she won't. So I get sad. SO I CRY!
I'm sure it has been a long time coming but, I didn't want it to come. But it all hit me, all these people whom I love with all my heart will have less presence in my life. No more complaining about my physics teacher on a daily basis. No more 50 people to a 10 seater lunch bench. No more.
It hit me, I'm going to be starting over in a couple of months. I do not fear the future, I was just wanting it to stay away a little bit.
*Submitted this to something and I decided to copy & paste it here!*
**Haha I forgot about this. I wrote this "sample blog" for Seventeen Magazine's Freshmen 15. I actually got picked to go onto round 2 and had to make a video. I should find out sometime next month if I get picked or not. It was refreshing reading this.
