There are four more days of Junior year left before finals. I don't know if I can sort out my feelings about that. All year I have been complaining about how much I hate this year, and how ready I was for it to be over, but now that it is over, I think I am going to miss it. It went by fast. It is true that every year goes by faster. Overall, it was a much better year than last year for me, maybe not academically, but definitely on an emotional level. Although I may miss it, truthfully I am very tired of the people at Enloe. The drama has reached a pinnacle point lately and it is just so overrated to me. I am ready for the summer mostly because I know it will bring new people and new experiences. And for the next two weeks I am going to try to concentrate hard on studying for exams (I probably won't.) and work hard not to take for granted the great things that I have going for me right now that I know will change, once again, over the summer.
I am seventeen as of yesterday. We are growing up so fast. My birthday went well. It was nice to be in school, because the last few years it's either been right after school ended or during exams. I was kidnapped by Molly, Emma and Cecilie after school and we got pizza and pie and went to the rose gardens for a picnic. Then I went home for a few hours and later Molly came over so we could fill up water balloons for our extravaganza at Pullen Park last night. It was fun, but sadly the thunderstorm cut it short. Then drama happened and it was gross and unfun. I really hate that everything has to be about getting drunk or getting stoned. I am trying so hard to fix what I have screwed up lately, and it's really hard when I am constantly around people who don't understand that. Despite those people, I am trying. Really trying hard. I can't keep doing this because it does not make me happy, and I know that, so I am trying.
Seventeen only comes once in a lifetime
Don't it just fly by
Wild and free
Seventeen--living on crazy dreams
Rock and roll and faded blue jeans
And standing on the edge of everything
Seventeen