My best school year. My favorite school year. My first year of high school. Over.
I have loved every minute of this year. From my classes to my friends, everything has flowed smoothly.
I am going to miss the seniors this year. My boyfriend is a senior. He is going to West Point. One of my best friends, Clare, is a senior. She is going to the local private college so I'll still get to see her. But it's not the same. I hate change.
I am ready for the end and a new beginning. But I like the old, and haven't had new yet. I don't know what to expect. I am determined to have a good summer, even with all the goodbyes.
See ya next year, BHS.