day one of college down.
i drove there, down the garden state parkway. alone. listening to the crazy men on the radio talking about the "shadiest people they ever met". pulling into the parking lot and paring my big old buick le sabre. trying to take the elevator, but realizing it was broken, so exploring my new school to find the stairs. finally finding the stairs and walking up them, closer and closer to my destination. walking through the "study hall" and looking at all the students... that looked so much older and bigger than me. turning right and looking at all my fellow students waiting to be let in to room 222. listening to one girl yell and whine about her hair being messy and her boyfriend wouldn't sneak into her room last night because he wanted her to have a good first day... but she only wants one thing and invited over her other man. being let in to room 222. meeting aberaham shaban, my new math professor and not understanding one word he said. meeting my new friend megan, who didn't understand anything either. taking notes for an hour and 35 minutes, looking around at the completly white room and wondering how they kept it so clean all the time. getting up at the end and exchanging phone numbers with my new friend. leaving the parking lot and racing home. i just woke up from my lovely hour nap. i'm ready for work now.

but how amazing is this new schedule!
monday and wednesday class 8:30-10:05
tuesday and thursday class 8:30-12:10
monday-wednesday work 4:00-9:00
thursday work 1:00-5:00
amazing, i know. i have three days off completly to do whatever my little heart desires.

and! the best thing eveeeer happened. but i'm not allowed to tell people... which is probably the hardest thing ever???

oh mand graduation parties happened! mine was fun and so was catie's. i met david blane! hehehehe (:

and next week i go to long beach island wednesday and meet up with matt and his family. i'm pretty excited... extremly excited, actually.

my last few hours in the saftey and protection of a high school. from what i hear, after this it's all downhill with responsibilities and work. yikes.

i'm sad, and happy.

i'm floating on a cloud.

it's my weather! it's amazing! 92 degrees! HELLOOOO!!! how could i not be any happier??!?!?

i am so excited for college!
but i'm having so many money problems it's insane... i have no idea what to do anymore. it's all small things adding up...
sheesh.
seems like car insurance will never be paid.

Oh, what are you thinking of?
What are you thinking of?
Oh, what are you thinking of?
What are you thinking of?

the good and the bad of photo II...
we will start with the bad and end on a good note...
- worrying about college for a good 3 months straight.
-never finishing a project on time. (BUT STILL LOVING HOW MOST OF IT TURNED OUT.)

and the good...
-having fun everyday.
- making new friends in photo.
-making fun of "the spot".
- divorcing phil.
- getting into college and everything... AND NOT WORRYING ANYMORE!


overall, i am not going to complain about this year. maybe i didnt apply myself to my potential... sorry vasa. but i had a good year. and i will prooooobably come back a lot next year. SO NO WORRIES!

well that was fuuuuuuuuun.

prom. was. amazing.
i'm really glad i decided to go. and i definatly took the best person ever. i looked, and felt like a million bucks. maybe more. everyone was so pretty! i can't get over it.

and after prom was fun too! i stayed over matthew's and we had a firepit.
the next morning we went upstate... in the middle of NO WHERE, and camped out. it was tons of fun! i got to pee outdoors and everything! ...matty would have loved it...

well! prom is friday... there is going to be tons of bonding with mommy while she helps me get ready.
i'm only getting my hair done... but it's for free because the girl is the daughter of my dad's best friend. i am THINKING of these hair styles... but who knows.
and make up... i wanted a little fancy, but not too much. i don't want red eye shadow because it'll look like i got punched in the eye or something
like that. SO i figured just black and white was the way to go there. but i am so worried. i'm sure i'll look fine. but it's a scarey thing. especially when i hate dancing... i don't know why i'm going anymore
i guess for the "experience" and "memories"
.... cool.





toooooooo much.
i still have to:
set my hair appointment
decide for sure on hair and make up
do my nails
get all my stuff together for this weekend
convert coin change into bills
finish setting up my table
buy shaving cream, lotion, and a few other things