I just really don't think it's hit me yet. I don't think it's hit me at all. I haven't cried yet, and I haven't really even wanted to. I'm not sure if I'll even cry Saturday. I was so ready to get out of that place it was unreal. People just don't understand all the hell I've gone through at Clarksville High. It's not affecting me a bit to get out of there. I'm sick of the people, and select few of the teachers, all the drama.... It's just not worth my time. Don't get me wrong, my senior year has been everything PLUS more. I couldn't have asked for anything better. I couldn't have asked for any better friends than I have, I couldn't have asked to have any more fun, I've loved every second of this year. I've made memories I'll cherish forever. I've made friends that have changed my life. And I've accomplished alot that I never thought was possible. If I could go back and change ONE thing about my high school years, it would be that I didn't take my school work seriously. And that's key, because without good grades in high school you won't make it into collefe, and without a college degree you pretty much can't find a decent job. I'm struggling bit time with that right now.
It's just so bitter sweet. I can't wait to walk across the stage Saturday, at Austin Peay State University at 6:00 when I hear Hannah Marie Wyatt. It's going to be one heck of a day.
I'm in love!
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