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It’s funny. I’ve been wanting to grow up and go to college for the past 16 years. Now I’m trying to put off senior year as much as possible. I’m going to miss this year so much. I’ll miss the tennis boys. I’ll miss Manasa and Sanj and their funny little Indian girl group. I’ll miss all the seniors, even the ones I never talked to or thought were weird. I’ll miss my tennis team because I know after this year nothing will be the some. I’ll miss having upperclassmen to look up to. And I’ll miss all the friends I made this year, cuz I honestly don’t think they’re gonna last :\
But I really need to stop thinking about this because it’s bringing me down. Last year, I spent eight out of the eleven months I had with Michelle worrying about what would happen when she left that I didn’t fully embrace all the moments we had together. And no matter what, I know that greater things have yet to come because God is looking after me :)
