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So I am going to ramble about how excited I am. Because that’s what blogs are for. Rambling.
2 days. That’s it. That’s all that’s left of my high school career. Two. Days. Like… Oh my god. It came up so fast. I didn’t expect to feel sad or sentimental, but I do. It’s all jumbled with the excitement. But it’s a good kind of scary feeling.
And graduation. I graduate this freaking Saturday. That’s it, it’s the end of the first chapter of my life (I know I use a lot of writing metaphors. NOT THE POINT).
And my family is driving here this week. Five of em are driving all the way from freaking Utah for my graduation and grad party.
And I’m going back with them. I’m saying goodbye to Minnesota. Probably for forever. But at least for a year or more. And I couldn’t be more thrilled. I love the people here to death, and I will miss them and my family, but by god I am so ready to leave all these bad feelings and experiences behind me and start fresh in Utah, then in London.
And my sisters Face Timed me today and showed me that they got my room all ready and my bed made and lights hung up. God I know it shouldn’t matter, but my sisters have always had a thing for gorgeous decorating, and I am in love with that room anyway, but I love having Christmas lights up, too, all of it together and it just looks so good. And this time I’m not just staying for the summer. It’s my room. It just makes it so much more exciting. Yeah, it’s just a room. But it’s where my life will be this summer.
Everything is just so fantastic. I am so saddened when I think of leaving my family and mom behind, but that’s what you do when you’re an adult. It’s life. And it would happen soon, anyway. But I get to do it on my terms. And it makes me feel better about it. I’m not leaving because I got kicked out, or had a fight, or because I need to go to school. It’s just what’s best for me, and that’s okay. I can leave with no bad feelings, no regrets.