This is me. Attempting at bringing LJ back.

So I guess I'm a senior now. Not that I feel any different than I did at the end of last year. Let's face it, I've had senioritis since the second day of highschool. I guess I'm excited about being a senior. I'm not too sure in all honesty. Most of the time I can barely get a spare moment to reflect on any of this- I'm too busy with the people that made this year liveable.
A year ago I was moving to Alabama. I wasn't half as close with my myspacers then. I'm aware that people are envious of the family I've built up with my best friends. Well I'm envious that you get to live with your parents, so count your blessings that you don't live life like I do. And I'll keep hoping that you'll never have to feel like a stranger alone in someone elses house more days than you feel at home. And while you're at it, try to realize that I need these people around as much as I can get them. Val, Robyn, Ryan, Stephanie, and Liz are the only things constant in my life. Please don't ever take that away from me.

This year. This year. This year.

It's been a lot of things, the last thing being easy. I've taken AP classes, remedial classes, coloring classes, and just flat out annoying classes. I've gone through the random waves of drama that hang around school and that I accidentally touch base with. I've gotten a ticket, a work detail, and no stage time. I've also gotten 6 out of 8 A's, appreciation for other aspects of theare, and a plethora of new vocaubulary. I lived with a best friend, had four classes a day with a best friend, shared a locker with a best friend, got into an accident with a best friend, and missed a best friend. All in one school year. 
I've never had a school year like this past one. And in a lot of ways, I hope I never do again. We won't talk about that lingering offer that's had me living in a limbo for two months, and probably will for another month. Know this though- I have loved the trust and reliance I could place on my best friends knowing that they would never fail me, but they don't deserve another year of having to take care of me. And I like to think I don't deserve another year without a steady home. Think about next school year- you'll either wake up in the same bed you did this morning, or an uncomfortable dorm bed. You know what bed you'll wake up in, and I have no idea. Maybe that'll put into perspective why I get moody and I'm so distant from my own mind- there's nothing sturdy going on in there. It's all one day at a time. 

I hate complaining about my problems. But this is me, talking about the past year of my life, and lets face it, this whole parents living in Alabama has been a huge part of it. However, I think there are some extreme thank you's to pass out. And you better bet they'll be in order. I don't mess around.

Thank you for letting me take over your sisters room and fill it up with my knick-knacks, candles, and gross laundry. Thank you for always being in the bathroom right when I woke up and wanted to go in there- I got an extra three minutes of sleep. Thank you for coming home one random day when I was crying, walking into the computer room and just saying "what's wrong baby?" Thank you for crying when I told you about Moon Over Bufalo, and saying "your stories are always better than mine!" Thank you for IMing me as if I wasn't in the same house as you and as if you had to ask your mom if I could spend the night. Thank you for teaching me how to dust my room, for craving mac n'cheese whenever I did, and for giving up your computer in your house whenever I had homework. Thank you for running into my room whenever "your favorite episode of Dawson's Creek is on!" or "Phil is on!" Thank you for the St. Christopher. Thank you for the days when we both wouldn't shower and just hang out in eachothers rooms. Thank you for understanding why I needed to move out, but most importantly, thank you for letting me move in. I couldn't have made it through this year, you're my best friend and you saved me from Alabama, and helped me remember why I stayed. I love you Val.

Thank you for inviting me over for dinner when you knew I was craving some of Anns' cooking. Thank you for letting me come over late at night, whether you're asleep or not, and collapsing in your bed with graham cracker crumbs all around me. Thank you for not having a car- those random days when I needed someone around, you were there. Intentionally or not. Thank you for letting me borrow those freaking color plates, and for atleast attempting to get me to do my homework. Thank you for all the videos we sent back and forth that brightened the grim nights. Thank you for saying what I say at the exact same time- it reminds me I'm not the only one that thinks about Disney quotes all day. Thank you for never answering your phone- occasionally I would decide to just do my homework instead. Maybe that's how I got my A's. Thank you for cooking grilled cheese and syrp everytime- we may not say it enough, but without you we would be lost and hungry. Thank you for understanding that Sniegocki is CREEPY, he smells, and seriously, he has way too many questions that branch off into more questions. Thank you for always being the nice friend. Thank you for all of the small things you do for me every single day without requiring thank you's attached, but most importantly, thank you for dealing with rat face. I couldn't have made it through this year, you're my best friend and you always understand. I love you Robyn.

Thank you for letting me crash in your sisters' room, no matter how short the notice. Thank you for not complaining too much about our messy locker. Thank you for being fifteen for most of the year- even if I spent most of my gas money on you, at the end of the day I needed you to turn down the music, say "great, grand, wonderful," or roll down the window after I tapped the breaks. Thank you for noticing Joyners' car in front of us- it made the world seem that much greater. Thank you for those magical occasions when you would pick up the check because you knew I'd already blown my money the day I got it. Thank you for being considerate enough to ride home with other people- even though I always missed you, my gas tank was grateful. Thank you for jumping into these arms, or the nights you would make eye contact with me and smile after you landed your roll dive. It made me feel like even if you think I'm dumb about St. Christopher, somehow I'd helped you. Thank you for our secret high-five, even if most people have picked it up, it reminds me that while you're off stinging everyone elses hands like crap, when you do it to me, it's a little bit different. Thank you for the days you would forget how much money you're wasting calling long distance and you'd talk to me for hours about all your crap, but most importantly thanks for bringing the eggs and the dye. I couldn't have made it through this year, you're my best friend and you always know how to take my mind off of the vague crap I don't explain and just make me laugh. I love you Ryan.

Thank you for anyday, everyday, anytime, anywhere, being stoked on whatever food, movie, tv show, video, WHATEVER that I'm craving. Thank you for letting yourself in to whereever I'm living- it always makes me think that "if she can feel at home here, I should be able to too." Thank you for text messaging me on October 3rd with the exact same thing I'd planned to text you. Thank you for staying past curfew because we've got craziness to dissect, drama to discuss, people to lurk, or quotes to quote. Thank you for giving me your thesis for The Lovely Bones- I made an A on that paper because, to quote Conni, "I just love your thesis!" I didn't know what one was before you. Thank you for the multipe times "I bought someone at work a Chik Fil A biscuit and they didn't come in- wanna come pick it up?" Thank you for walking through all of Publix with me for two hours because I needed to make a grocey list. Thank you for calling me whenever Ferris Bueller is on TV, or there's something on myspace that I need to check. Thank you for dropping me off and picking me up from the airport. Thank you for never eating with your family; you're always there when I need mine. Thank you for Easter Sunday Mass, but most importantly thanks for always being up for anything whenever I need you. I couldn't have made it through this year, you're my best friend and you brought me a slurpee during my awful NSS experience. I love you Stephanie.

Thank you for always putting things into perspective for me. Thank you for those random, out-of-the-blue phone calls that last for three hours that are strictly made for venting, crying, and laughing. Thank you for always saying "shut up Katie, I've got this." Thank you for still quoting the same things you were last summer- it reminds me that maybe everything else has changed, but you're still the same girl that dropped her phone in coke and then on the ground. Thank you for saying "I can't just not stop by. It's homecoming and I want to see you!" Thank you for the night you stopped by on your way back to college and we just sat out on Vals driveway and talked about anything and everything that's been going on. Thank you for being genuinely concerned about me when I was sad, and ready to seriously "kick some bitch ass" if ever someone did me wrong. Thank you for always answering your phone whenever I honestly needed you, but most importantly thank you for treating me like your sister. I couldn't have made it through this year, you're my best friend and you taught me everything about ginko nuts and how to survive all of this crap. I love you Liz.


Thanks to my lunch crew for always sharing their food with me on days when I was starving.
Thanks to my theatre class for all the inside jokes, we have that no one gets, the sound effects, the two stars, the range, the turkey bagels, the white girl that walked into the forest, and for bringing seniority back.
Thanks to my favorite sophomores for just being awesome in general with all that small of your back Bill Cosby stuff.
Thanks to the dancas and the musical theatreers for the Orlando trips, the choosiness, and the Scrubs quotes.
Thanks to the senior who always makes me feel like a schoolgirl again.

Thank you to each and everyone of the people that have touched my life this year. It's been a hard one to get through, but I actually did it.


As for next year:
It will be hard. Maybe Mrs. Haley will be gone. Maybe my parents still will be. Stephanie will. 
But seriously, in a year of serious buggin about homework notes page and pinnacle, I'm just glad it's over. 

Bring it on summer of '07.
Cause I'm class of '08.

I hope you had a great year.
Thanks for being a part of mine.
♥

Congratulations.

My life skipped right on over normalcy.

I'm living with Val; and while it's fun and easy to adapt, I miss my parents and my big brother a hell of a lot more than I imagined I would. Especially today.

School hasn't been too glorious. I miss my best friends whom some I barely see at school; &2 I never do. I'm going crazy cause I don't have really anyone to quote with or explain just how not ah perfect everything is during my classes. I miss summer because I miss consistency in seeing 5 out of 5.

Stephanie and I got in a pretty bad car accident today. Not gonna lie about it; shook us up pretty bad. She's much worse than me so don't bother with my dramatics. I didn't see my life flash before my eyes or anything but it was terrifying and it hurt really bad. So is typing this; but seeing as I love Stephanie and figured if her banged up self could type an entry, my jammed fingers, buirned arm, and scratched face could handle it too.

We're both okay. I wouldn't worry too much about me physically; I just wish my parents could've been my first call.

I love you guys. In a for real my life just got real kind of way; which I gotta trust.


Congratulations.

WHAT NOW?!?!? SCHEDULE!

1. Lib Arts Math (Wright)
2. Acting 3(Finsiscles)
3. French 2(Wells)
4. Adv Com Me(Shelnut)

1. Tht Hist(Snigerz)
2. Acting4(Finsicles)
3. Anat Physio(Campbell)
4.AP Eng Lang(Shelnut)


Thats right; a good ol HAC schedule with a letter attached from C to tha Collinz.
:)

Keep it real&holla if we have some classes.

Congratulations.