This time last year i spent hours in the sun because i wanted tan skin. I saved my quarters to get peach mango snowcones three times a week because that's just what i did. I crossed my fingers because oh how i wanted that cute boy with the blue eyes to kiss me before he left. I raged because I did not get Ms. Walker as an english teacher.
My tan faded, my money disappeared and i did not get kissed by that cute boy. But Mr. Marianno was pretty chill.
This time is full of goodbye hugs and enough tears to sink the titanic for the second time, maybe even the third. And YOLO i'm going to college so let's steal traffic cones and go skinny dipping at 3 am. or how about "Don't grow up too much or grow period" "I'm gonna miss ya" and my personal favorite... "Please send me a wedding invitation."
I'm stressing out because i gotta be stocked up on toilet paper and shampoo 'cause mom ain't gonna be there to buy it for me.
But I'm fine with the fact that i will be living off of grilled cheese and granola bars for the next 8-9 months."Brace yourself. The Freshman 15 is real."
THE AMOUNT OF ADVICE I'VE RECEIVED IS RIDICULOUS. "Get involved. Study hard. Don't spend too much time watching Netflix. Use the library. GO TO THE CREPERY OFTEN. Take the bus..it's free. Step out of your comfort zone. Take advantage of the gym. Get a job. Go to sporting events. Don't be afraid to meet new people. Put your phone down. Have nap time. Become a True Aggie."
This time is different. Terrifying AND Exciting.
and i'll tell you what.... i'll spend as much time watching Netflix as i want.