I'm at a lack of words for my senior year.
but when your netflix says
WATCH IT AGAIN
WATCH IT AGAIN
to dear dumb diary, sharpay's fabulous adventure and the great British baking show
you know you have a problem.
Have you ever watched high school musical?
you know the east high WILDCATS
soaring flyin'
screaming on a roof in the rain with the hottest boy in school (personally chad was always cuter)
yeah. that's what i thought highschool would be.
olympus high is not the wildcats.
it's neverending pain of trying to graduate,
getting up in the morning,
and realizing that maybe
high school musical can relate to everything in my life at this moment
^^ this is me after realizing i have a million classes to finish
^^ me realizing that i can't fit into the clothes i wore freshman year
(also stress eating yikes)
^^ i got incredible grade senior year
this is me being a nerd
^ seeing how much homework i have.
(do i do it? no.)
^^ this is me thinking that my friends won't leave on missions and to other colleges
(speaking of which who decided it was a good idea to have highschool?
i'm never gonna see half these people ugh. im so sad.)
^^^^^^^^
FINALLY.
i hope this happens.
pray this happens.
please.
(pray for this too. i'm trying to get married freshman year at BYU provo)
