Well, I'm kind of sad to be leaving GHP. I just can't help but feel empty but excited at the same time, you know? Oh man oh man I have to work on summer reading. As we speak I am supposed to be typing an article for AgSci but I'm doing this instead. Oopsies. Mrs. B sent me a letter. It was super cool--I realize now just how much I missed her green pen and teacher type handwriting. I'm excited about another year with her. She's one of the most incredible teachers I have ever had. One thing she wrote though, was that I "will never find school the same way again", and I suppose that's true. I guess I won't. It'll just always be different for me now. I'm super super super excited about junior year. Now is when I get to make college visits, etc, and buy a class ring and a senior T-shirt. I can get my license (uh, in January) and drive and just...I don't know, just grow up. It seems like just yesterday, I was a little kid, and now I feel like time just goes by faster and faster and faster the longer I'm here! Wacky, huh? The more I live my life and the more people I know, the sooner my impending freedom rushes up at me--and it scares me to death! I'm not ready for a life of my own! Argh, what about my parents?! Okay, sorry for that preschool panic moment there. i don't mean that. I guess what I really mean is that face it, I'm scared to get old, and I'm scared to be nobody. It's weird how easily I admit that. Maybe it's not really true.