6-6-00
Well, today was the last day of school, and thinking back, there are a lot of things I wish I'd done. But nothing stands out strongly enough for me to truly regret. Some of you are my closest friends and some of you I've just now gotten to know, and some of you I don't know at all. But that's ok. I don't know why, really, but I know everything will work out for a reason. I took my Latin final and I got outta there, only looking back a little. This year wasn't all I set out for it to be, but I made it pretty far. I was actually kind of...sad...this morning sitting in the hall where I've sat every morning since school started thinking how I wouldn't see most of these people until the end of August. Last year though, I was practically clawing at the doors to get out. This year, I just had a better time of it all.
After school I drove around with Stacy and we sat outside for a while soaking in the good weather. That's what it's all about folks....uh....weather? No....Well, I'm tired so I don't really know what it's all about, but didn't it seem appropriate to say that? Anyway, we took advantage of the lawn furniture on display outside the home and garden store at the avenue (I hate that place-- Pacific Sunwear is its only redeeming quality) and just relaxed while absorbing harmful UV radiation (i learned something in chemistry). And you know what? I liked it. This year has been a trip. A "long, tortuous journey" if you will. And I'm ready for my next challenge.
What do i have to tackle this summer? Long boring reading for AP US, long boring reading for AP Language, etc etc etc. I'll also endure some pretty nice permanent skin damage from aforementioned UV rays. I'll also have to endure watching all the built pretty boys at my local pool. Wo is me. I don't even think my dad signed up for pool membership this summer. I'll be a renegade swimmer. "You there! Stop getting a tan! YOU don't have a pool pass!"
I meant for this to be sentimental and poignant, even going so far as to say meaningful. But in the typical caroline style, it's worthless.
I'm a "rising junior" now. No, not a junior, a "rising junior."
Today was cool, breezy, clear, and bright. Perfect for the last day of school, but kind of strange. I mean, it's Georgia. Why was it only 75 out? But I'm not arguing. I loved it.
I had a great year. I made new friends and learned a little about myself in the process. I also lost contact with some people, but it's not their fault or mine, we both let it slide. But I know there were some people who thought this year sucked. To those of you who think this year sucked, I'm sorry. Really. But I tried really hard to make my year count, and it did. So even in the times when i hated my life/school/self/peers, I can look back on it right now and not be horribly disappointed. It was worth it. And hell if I didn't deserve it. My life at walker has sucked. I have never liked walker or what it stood for, etc, except on certain out of the country trips, or out of state trips, but this year, walker and i got along. I have been at that school for well, it's going on 10 years. 10 years of my life. I don't even remember public school. Well, yes i do, i remember i wasn't learning or doing anything constructive, even for a six year old. Anyhoo, I"m greatly impressed with myself that I haven't killed myself/gone insane/killed someone else. Because my school has a tendency to do that to people. (haha not really, I'm just being dramatic). I guess my school will always be a part of who i am cuz i know if i didn't go there, i'd be some chain smoking slut on some streetcorner somewhere. (haha...ha?) Sorry if i offended anyone. This is definitely going nowhere fast.
Anyway, to cut to the chase, thank you. All of you. I love you guys so much, you're awesome, and I don't want to lose touch ever. I hope your year was worth the pain and I hope your summer will be too.
Peace out
SOME REMEMBER WHENS BEFORE YOU HIT THE ROAD:
my stint as a volleyball player
Bubbly Chubby
Teletubbies
Man hands
Beanie Babies
Dr Evil
plastic spiders
"Do you wanna die?!"
Redheads
Dogma- whoop!
Anne Rice
I Claudius
Jump little children concert: "that man was very wise."
Music Midtown: MARTA, mosh pit stance (arms!), Cracker, Banana Man + the Gorilla, Henna, orange cone, pager, "YOU didn't read the safety instructionss!" "you've lost that lovin' feelin'" 23 year old, "second hand smoke"
deadline nights
Dr Hurt?
eyeliner
Mrs Coffee
Penguin
200 Cigarettes----> I'm gonna go home and kill myself- wanna share a cab?
Tuisha's dumb comments
black shiny pants
my "mo"
dating disorder
Monty Python
mean dean jean
i love dirty boys
one way charlies
coupla' years
NYC
Buckhead
meow meow guy