To days of inspiration
Playing hookie
Making something out of nothing
The need to express, to communicate
To going against the grain, going insane
Going madddddddd

To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension
To starving for attention, hating convention
Hating pretension
Not to mention of course, hating dear old mom and dad

To riding your bike midday past the three-piece suits
To fruits, to no absolutes
To Absolut, to choice, to the village voice
To any passing fad
To being an us for once, instead of a them!

LA VIE BOHEME!!!!
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It's been a loooooooong time, so I'll try to keep this short

SCHOOL. It's done!!!! My high school days are over!!! Just finals this week, but no more classes! Kind of a weird thought, just knowing I won't be going back. Not sure if I'm excited to be leaving high school or if I'm just excited for summer, but either way I'm happy it's over I'm sure the sad part will hit me at graduation, though.

WORK...is no more!! I quit in May, so this journal is long overdue. No more Rite Aid for me!!! Couldn't be happier Although I do still need money for the summer/college so not sure how that's working out yet...

OTHER. Senior Ball = the best night of senior year. Soooooooooo much fun!!!! I would do it over and over again if given the chance!! The hypnotist was madddd funny, and ball itself was amazing! Couldn't ask for a better date, night, friends, everything.

I've got soooooo much stuff in the next 3 weeks, it's crazy. From graduation, to grad parties, to my freshman orientation, and then leaving for Ireland!!!! I can't wait!!! I'm so excited for everything!!!! It's not even through the first week and I can tell summer is going to be amazing

There's a ton more I could write, but I don't feel like sharing

Hope everyone else's summer is going to be just as good!!!


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The heart may freeze, or it can burn
The pain will ease, if I can learn
There is no future, there is no past
I live this moment as my last

There's only us, there's only this
Forget regret, or life is yours to miss
No other road, no other way

No day but today