How surreal it is, to walk these hallways for the last few days, to attend my last Friday of high school. Ever.
I started working last week at the snow cone shack. It's been fun. Some days are busy and full of flying syrup and ice. Others are slow and full of me cleaning and listening to the radio.
I haven't been sleeping much. I must confess that many days have been fueled by caffeine.
Today was the last day of seminary, and I slept through half of it.
I'm still happy. I feel more honest than I have felt in months. Years, maybe.
This is my last high school weekend.
I think I'm mostly excited. I still feel so much paranoia and anxiety, but I know there's a lot more out there than is contained in my high school hallways.
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"What I realized suddenly was that the true failure would have been if I hadn't given a damn. You can bandage a wound, set a broken bone, but not caring...you can't cure that and you can't recover from it."
"What I realized suddenly was that the true failure would have been if I hadn't given a damn. You can bandage a wound, set a broken bone, but not caring...you can't cure that and you can't recover from it."
About Me
- Lindsay
- Everything in my life is about to change, and I'm absolutely terrified. I breathe one instant at a time.
2 comments:
I love you, honey. Good job!
haha, may 25 was my last day too... except our last day of seminary was the week before.
are you gonna be going to the university of chicago??
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