One Year Down, 3 To Go.

I am no longer a Freshman. Yesterday, at 2:31 pm EST on June 9, 2010 I oficially became a Sophomore. Let me tell you something: It was one hell of a year, and I would never change it.

I have some regrets about the actions I took, but everything worked out in the end. I lost one of my best friends in the world, and while she's only an aquaintance now, I'll always love her and thank her for all she's done for me. I owe 90% of my self-confidence to her teachings. My best friend and I have had a pretty steady year. We continue to be there for each other through thick and thin. (Three more Meli!)

I made so many new friends that I treasure dearly. Kayla, Brandi, Bianca, Kelsey. Alex, Daniel, Logan. Jazmine, Emilie. Luis, Ricardo, Ivan. Austin. Everyone else!!

I will always remember Freshman Year as a whirlwind of emotions, love, laughter, fear, and happiness. I had no idea high school would be like this. But I love it.

Unfortunaely, I lot of my beloved teachers were layed off/transfered this year. So thank you a million times over to my wonderful teachers:
Ms. Kalevakis & Ms. Fourtounis
Mr. Adams
Mr. Murphy
Mr. Smallwood
Mrs. Vitatoe
Ms. Woname

I <3 you so much!

James Ford Rhodes is one school that I will remember forever and always. It scares me to death that I only get 3 more years to live it up here. College looms in the future. I've never been more excited for summer and school in the fall. I'm starting HTA in September, and new challenges await me.

I'm not sure how it'll all play out.

I'm just along for the ride.




FSOTM:
Love Like Woe-- The Ready Set
Fearless-- Taylor Swift
The Best Day-- Taylor Swift

FTVSOTM:
GLEE!!

Late Night Blog Sessions

Hey lovely blog readers. I always seem to get in the blog writing mood late at night. It's a problem.

Today's is just a short one though. I just want to share a little something with you. And excuse my french:

When it comes to being yourself and showing your personality, I say you shouldn't be afraid. Always feel comfortable with yourself. Sometimes I struggle with this, and I think everyone does. I'm proud to know that I'm secure in the respect that I'm not scared to be myself. My best friend is not as outgoing as I am, and often tells me I embarrass her when I'm just being my usual crazy self. I honestly feel that she is wrong to feel that. I'm me, and I can't change that. I'm mature enough to know when to be serious, but most of the time I'm just a fun-loving, loud, wild girl. And I like it. Watching YouTube and getting to know these people that put themselves out there so much made me realize that if I don't enjoy life and just live it up to the fullest, there's no point in living.

My honest-to-goodness advice on dealing with people that judge you or make fun of you being you is Fuck It. You're just you. If you want to wear Batman pajamas to the movies instead of skinny jeans, I'll get my Toy Story ones and we'll make it a party. If you want to die your hair green, call yourself Asparagus. Own it. Be you, and love yourself.

That's just my opinion.
But alas, it's midnight and I need to sleep. School's almost over, but I'll talk about that next time. I want to finish these last 6 days and then make a real post about my freshman year and the summer ahead.

Kisses,
Em.