2011 wasn’t the best year, but wasn’t bad either. I found a dance company that I love more than anything, it’s made me a better dancer, I got accepted into a school in NY that I really want to go to, but probably can’t afford it. I turned eighteen, and my friends threw me a surprise party. This summer I had a lot of pool party’s and get togethers. I made new friends, lost some good ones. Started writing again, and hopefully I can keep writing. As I’m typing this, I feel like each year is a cycle of the same shit.
Not really expecting anything great next year. It’ll probably be the same ole thing. And I’ll still be depressed, because I won’t be happy at the college I’ll end up at.
Tonight was lovely.
Woke up late, got ready and went to chic-fil-a with Holly and Sean. I’ve missed Sean, he’s really cool.
Talked for 2hours.
Then holly and I reached cloud nine and met up with Madeline.
Artmosphere, hookah, laughter, talking.
Sushi, more laughing, deciding on a road trip after senior year.
Driving around, I just love driving around.
I just keep crying and I wish I could stop.
It just sucks to be so close to something and then have it taken away from you.
My dreams and wishes get thrown out the window.
My biggest fear is not being happy in the future. I feel like if I stay here, I’ll never find happiness.