Two unpleasent things just occured.
1. I finished the Hunger Games series. I read all three of them within 6 days. I absolutely loved them. But the end...it just didn't do it for me. Everything that I wanted to happen ended up happening, but I just feel so incomplete. I hate finishing books. The other world that I live in for as long as it takes me to read just disappears. Yeah, I'm a nerd. But that's okay with me.
2. My mother justs reminded me that my last semster of high school starts tomorrow. The past few times I've been reminded of this fact have made me indescribably excited, I have even laughed out loud because of how ready I am. But every now and then, I sort of panic. When we drove past my school today, all I could think about were the things I'll miss. The science office. Eating lunch at The Pit. All of the history teahcers. The silly DECA store, and its delicious cookies. The old gym with its walls of records. Well, I guess I had to leave eventually. And I guess I might be ready. Well see when we get there.
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