I'm currently applying for university online. U of T so far is my only choice. York? Ryerson? Ughhhh. I cant believe i'm still blogging, and how I still fucking sound exactly the same. (My spelling has improved though, drastically, and it's not just because spellcheck helps me out.) I can't believe im applying to university. Seriously. I am so fucking old.
June 04
How do you make time fly?..
24 days left of bosco. do you have any ideas how that feels?.. ive beenthere for 10 years.. and now im leaving.. bosco is what made me the person i am now- the friends i have now.. the lessons ivve learned are scary. i cant explain how im going to feel at grad.. all i know is that i shouldnt wear makeup.. ill be balling.
how am i going to feel when i walk through bosco the last time? What the fuck am i going to do?.. How am i going to react when i realize things are starting to change- my lifes going to fly by now.. im growing up..im not going to be able to fight about who stole my pencil anmore, im not going to be able to steal lolas formt he survery, or slack of in class, or write things on the chalkboard when im not supposed to.. im not going to laugh there anymore, im not goiung to cry there anymore.. im nto going to be there.. itl just be a memory& it pains me to let go. this is history.
to finish things off: I cant wait for bressani. im starting a new life, im going to look at things differently, im going to maek and lsot friends, im going to fail, then work twenty times harder to redeem myself. Im going to make mistakes, im guna learn, and im going to live.
cheers.
I was so cute back then. And, when I look back at this blog, i'll probably laugh at my stupidity and say the exact same thing. I like how i mentioned in the last part on how i was going to fail. LOL. I did. HAPPY?!
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