Hong Kong and Cambodia over break were good.
My friends..are good.
School..is hard but good.
I keep feeling like this second semester senior thing is supposed to be amazing. Alaina, i just read your entry and it brought me back to RMS and i realized that we've been writing in these live journals for about 6 years now.
Isn't that crazy? Six fucking years.
And what have i accomplished?
A shitty boyfriend who no longer loves me and yet loves making my life a living hell. Mediocre grades. A few drunken pictures with friends. Some yearbooks.
I just don't get it. Nothing has happened yet. Nothing exciting or great or wonderful.
I can't wait for my acceptance letter from UF.