60 days.
In only sixty days, I will be graduating from high school. SIXTY. That's exactly two months. Yes, I'm thrilled.
Well, this means a couple things:
My life is about to become a whole lot busier, if that's even possible. April is going to kick my butt (with the continuation of Blood Wedding competitions, the resurrection of A Piece of My Heart, the beginning of AP Economics test tutoring sessions, and so much more).
Though I can't wait for this year to be over, I have a feeling I'm going to miss some of it after I leave. Therefore, I'm trying my best to appreciate everything in my life at this moment and to make the best of my last high school experiences. Speaking of which:
Prom is coming up real soon. And the ballgown dress I really wanted cannot be found anywhere. But luckily, there is another one that I am absolutely in love with, and it just happened to be in my size! It's completely different than what I had in mind, but after trying it on, I decided that it was perfect. (Instead of describing it, I'll post pictures after the big weekend—surprises are better, anyway.)
I know that the end is near, but I'm struggling to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Hurry up, June 5th.