My last post made me cry. I MADE MYSELF CRY. Whaaaa?
I'm just so proud of how far I've come! My jaw pushed me into social hiding last year, and I feel like I've been able to blossom this year-- socially that is.
I truly think one of the only reasons I survived last year was work (Sam, Cutler, MaKenna, Emma, Savannah, etc etc etc) and the Table of 5's in Mr. Davis's class.
I miss and despise junior year at the same time.
I feel like I got jipped a little... junior year is supposed to be simultaneously full of mental breakdowns and social parties, and I mostly got the mental breakdown.
I wasn't mentally healthy for about 9 months... and that's ok I guess? I mean it's good I'm better now!
Looks matter bro. People can say they don't, but they freaking do.
Here's to senior year!
