These are the days....

I have not written a post in months! You can tell that either my teenage life is so consumed with everything else, or I am really just not good at this. I am both. High school is finally winding down. Almost a week and a half before graduation, and I could not be happier. I am tired of the drama fishbowl that I have had to endure for 13 or 14 years. I am ready. Ready to expand, ready to meet new friends, ready to stop being spoon fed, ready for God to throw the words "real world" at me.

Do not think that everything about my high school career was a downfall. Believe me, I have had my fun of homecomings, proms (those are really interesting stories), sports, sleepovers, and getting on teachers' nerves (never gets old). However, the saying, "These are the best days of your life," is probably focused on the days of youth, not high school.

Here I am less than three months from moving three and half hours away from my family, and I am full of mixed emotions. Sure, I will DEFINITELY miss my mom's cooking, clean clothes all the time, and being my daddy's "date" to different events. My mother wants me to stay home for two more years and attend Southwest. My father wants me to be happy; besides, my father BLEEDS maroon and white. Who wouldn't? :)

Here I leave you. I know, I know, you are just dying to read another (just kidding). I will hopefully do a better job at posting!