That I cannot wait to get away from high school and everything attached to it. I’m tired of so much immaturity and pettiness. How about we all grow up? Actually, I take that back. I’ve already grown up. I see my faults, and I am fully aware of them.
For those of you who don’t know, I’ve decided to graduate this December. When I decided this few months ago, my friends (for the most part) as well as a certain teacher more recently, were angry with me and nagged me about all of the things I would be missing.
In actuality, I’ll be missing nothing.
I am so ready for a life. A real life. One that doesn’t involve waking up and going to school and having to deal with so many idiots.
Don’t even get me started on the idiots.
You know, when I first started this blog, I said that I wasn’t going to censor my life or sugar coat it. For the most part, I don’t, but I do find myself editing it. I don’t mention the more fragile parts that deal with the people close to me. I know they read this blog.
But when I get to college, let me tell you, I’m spilling it all. For whatever reason, that last sentence made me feel like Gossip Girl.
Anyway, I’m done with basing my self worth on what my friends think of me or don’t think of me. My life is about me. It isn’t about any of the extra characters that come and go. Sure, they may add to my character in some way, or make me see things from a new angle, but in the long run, my life is not about any of them.
For my friends reading this, don’t think that I’m writing this out of anger. I’m writing this from a big picture perspective. I’m a realist, as much as I love to imagine new things.
I see things in terms of years, not in terms of days or weeks. I could care less about my Senior prom. I’ve already lived out the fun of prom. I don’t care about a Senior trip. I plan on going to Europe. Forgive me for not wanting to go to Disney World. Europe is just better.
In conclusion, it’s my life and I’ll do whatever the hell I want to do with it.
Peace, love, and living for me,
Sara
