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In my book mistakes are only lessons in disguise.

I learned a lot about myself from him.
Boys,boys,boys.
Its so stereotypical but to me it means something else.
It's hard to say exactly what.
(butidoreallymissthoselips)
I'm such a girl,
but I feel so much different than the rest.
I sound like I'm on drugs.
Hah!
(incaseyourwondering,imnot.imsober)

Ms. Hussey

I miss you lots and lots and lots.
I hope you see this when you get back and know that I was thinking about you. :)

All these damned celebrations.

4th grade graduation,
6th grade graduation,
8th grade graduation?

Is this needed? You save 'graduation' till your done with 12th grade. You made it through elementary, middle AND high school. Thats something that could be congratulated. But all this hustle and bustle about little graduations is so silly. It's saying 'whoopee, your parents care enough to keep you in school!'. Personally, I could care less. I might sound bitter and bitchy but it's the truth. I've never had a graduation of the sort, I'll just stick to my 12th grade graduation. Then I'll REALLY celebrate.

There's nothing I dislike more

than seeing your name pop up on that list, and knowing nothing will happen.

Tingle, the kind you feel from your toes to your nose.

It's impossible for some feelings to go away so quickly.
Or, for them to be back to normal.
But what if there was never a normal? What do you do then?

I should be out, at a bonfire, at a party, a friends house or something of the sort.
I'm not. Me and Sophie took the train to downtown fullerton and shopped and ate lunch.
That was the highlight of my day.
I'm not going to miss freshman year, just a few teachers, and a few people who are leaving.
This year was nothing spectacular. I grew up a lot and thats about it.
Yearbooks are the best.


I don't know what to do with this feeling in my gut, I gotta shake it off, gotta find something better.

SCHOOLS OUT FOR SUMMER!

Schooooooool's out fo-evuh!


We're freeee!
I'm a sophmore.
I feel liberated.

Dependent

I depend so much on other people its ridiculous.

I feel as if I need inspiration from a particular person, yet I have nobody in mind.

I need to look inside and figure myself out. I've been learning and growing day by day and I've become more comftorable in my own skin. It's a step, a large one from last year.

I rant and ramble, it's all nonsense.
The nonsense that makes sense to me and not to you.

I guess thats something he would have said.
Who's him anyways?
Wouldn't you like to know.
No.

Hey misssy

Caitlin this is for you. It didn't really hit me how much I'm going to miss you until today. We're really going separate ways and it's scary. But you're going to have fun in college. I love you and miss you already.
Just for old times sake;









Ps. Do you remember when we sat on the roof of your car and blasted All Time Low? I loved that.

Sunshine rays from below the sea

Hello summer.