Hm. It has been quite a while since I have written in here.
I was rereading my old entries. I pity myself for being so pathetic before. Throughout my four years of high school, I was on an emotional rollercoaster. Now, this summer, I have drift apart from many of my high school friends. It's just for the matter of time because I needed to figure out many things.
In June, I was on the verge of tears because some people would accuse me of doing things just because my trio girls were involved. I knew they were doing it, but it doesn't mean that all of us would be involved in the same situations.
In July, I had calmed a great deal because I did not attempt to talk to many high school friends or enemies. I had calmed down because I figured out that I had stalkers, wanting to know what I did during my high school years or during the summers. I do not deny that I did not do anything that would surprise many people, but those were hidden for various reasons. I have matured since I flew to Arizona with my beloved boyfriend, Matthew.
Before any of you jump to conclusions, I am typing proper because I feel like it. If I am going to RIT, I need to get into the habit of typing proper for essays and such.
Some of the people I metioned in my previous entries, they had once been my friends, but became an enemy due to jealousy or inference of a person. Some of the people I also metioned that were my enemies, they have became my friends because we had put aside our differences. I am still dating Matthew Wodjenski, and I do hope I will continue to date him in the future.
Mario Ortiz, now, I know that I have metioned this name oh so many times in my journal. After graduation, we had became friends. We put our past behind us and moved on. I am glad for this, not because I "still love him" or "still have feelings for him", but because I really don't need enemies during college. I probably will have a few, but that's because some of them won't let go of their grudge over something petty that had happened in high school.
During this summer, I had put all of my memories from high school aside because I am enrolling into a college in New York; and I don't think I want any high school drama while I am in college. I have had horrible experiences, but also wonderful experiences, from my four years of high school. Some of them will scar me for life, but that just makes me a stronger person as I proceed with my life.
I had a bad start in my freshman year, which put doubt in many eyes that I would ever be successful in life. I have proved so many people wrong about various things throughout my high school years. I have never stopped being a troublemaker in the dorm, but everybody knew that. I do not let other people's insults bother me as much as they used to. In my senior year, I had dumbstruck many teachers and staff which thought I would not be successful.
There had been so many moments that I was not very proud of, but there are also moments when I was proud of myself with proving some students and teachers wrong.
High school is a period of hormones change, where you will experience terrible, but also amazing, things. I believe that high school has changed me a lot, but there is still college to go through. I have not experienced college years yet, but that's to come soon.
I cannot believe that I will be a freshman in college this fall.