the good, bad, and ugly.

i don't know why, but school makes me super excited sometimes. i just love learning... but i have a horrible memory, so i like to write things down, too. and although it makes me super excited, sometimes it makes me super scared. going to a small school, i get to know the grades above and below me pretty well, and since i'm in high school, the world pressures me to think about the future.

well, the future is a scary place, my friends.

every year i get to grow and learn and get closer to my classmates and people who aren't even in my class, and then at the end of the year, it's like we're ripped apart. we know that next year we'll be in a different class, and the juniors will turn into seniors, and everyone will be one more year closer to leaving.

and i hate it when they leave.

i usually don't know the seniors very well, but every year i know them a little more, and every year, it gets harder and harder to see them go. it feels like they're never coming back; i'm never going to see them again, because i was the girl who kept her mouth shut and didn't create those bonds to stay in touch.

it's good that we're growing up... but sometimes, i just wish i could stay little forever. go back to a time where i'd chose ice cream over technology, going to movies with mom rather than a boy, where daddy could save me from anything, and where a dollar was a heck of a lot of money.

the days when life seemed simple and innocent.