college.

i'm now officially a student of utah state university. 

and i think i'm gonna like it there.

and i'm already in love with the art department. 

especially tj. 

in the first ten minutes i knew this guy... this is what he said to me.

"girl! you know how to dress yourself!! you got some swag!!  but us art people always know how to dress our selves." 

he even had a nick name for me by the end of registration.

swazzagirl. 

he should be my best friend. 

i also start training for my job in logan on monday. 

i can't wait to move up to logan. it's calling my name!!! 

to bad i have to get my wisdom teeth out on tuesday... 

so it'll be at least another week before the move.

on my mind.

• may 29th cannot come fast enough. i want to graduate so bad. i am done with high school. i find that it, and most the people there irritate me. a lot.  i had it all in my head that senior year was going to be amazing. i thought it was going to be how it was for all my senior friends. they made it look like a party. well it's not at all how i imagined it to be. and i'm more than ready for the next chapter in my life. and heading into this next chapter of life, means getting a job. wahoo... i guess.. but i'm going job hunting today. should be interesting. and i hope it goes well. ha i don't even really need a job right now. i just feel like i need something to do with my life. all i do is homework, and clean. 
• boys are idiots. especially that one boy. obviously i'm just second best. it's not a big deal. i'm ready to start dating college boys. because i'm sick of the ones at high school that i've known forever. 
• not knowing how to talk to your friends about how they have hurt your feelings. so you just don't say anything. but then things just get awkward. really awkward. 
• sickness=hell. 

college..?

all of my friends say how much they can't wait to graduate high school and move on to college. they're ready to get far away from their family.

me on the other hand.. i'm scared to death of college. i'm scared of growing up,. 
am i the only one who's scared? cause i'm sorta feeling that way.
i don't know what i want to go into.
i don't know where i want to go.
and i love my parents. and i'm not sure if i'm ready to grow up.
and i've got seven months until i have to grow up.
six if you count when i turn 18.
i need to make these months count.

back to reality

going back to school. not that great. having to deal with people you don't really like very much. lunch duty for spirit team (the beast lunch lady yelled at me the entire time.). dealing with boys that are either to good for you, or the ones that you wish would just leave you alone. a truck load of homework. getting school pictures back. (i wanted to puke). wearing my rain boots cause it was supposed to rain. (it didn't rain) 

on the bright side. the day is over. i vented to my friend on the way home over stupid boys who are just too cool for me. loser. you know who you are. and hey i was born into the deaf community today. got my name sign. ohh and i got to see friends. i sorta missed them a bit.

well here's to eight and a half more months of school.

yipee.... 

 

good grief

first week of senior year? done.
holy cow. i feel old.

and i'm scared for the future. i don't want to grow up. i'm not ready.

 i love high school.      for the most part.

anyway. i hope i just go out with a bang! make some memories worth remembering.

are you picking up what i'm throwing down?

first day of school.

could have gone better.
but it wasn't the worst.

first off. i miss all  my senior friends. that are away and at college.
and holy cow. now i'm the senior!! what just happened...?
and the halls.. full of people i don't know.. that means making new friends. which i'm not very good at.
cute boys...? none.
good luck getting asked to dances. :/
lunch. still yucky.
classes..? umm i don't know how i feel about them yet.

hope the second day is better.

ohh and don't leave your favorite  chapstick  in your car. because it will melt. and you'll open it up to apply some of it to your lips. and it'll fall out like hot wax all over your favorite jeans..