Things have been taking unexpected new turns lately.
I'm learning to love people, being humiliated by the fact that I'm not perfect (as always), and starting to wear scarves again as the seasons are (physically) changing.
It's senior year and everything around me is either crumbling into a superfine dust...
or flourishing beautifully.
Some people say this is one of the most trying and confusing times of one's life, and at this point I can't say I disagree.
If I were in 8th grade again, trying to picture what my life would be like at this point, it would not be this. Who knew I would be a Christian, or have an extremely close Catholic friend, or be dating a boy like Mason? Who knew I would learn to love the PacNW, or be graduating from an international high school, or even live in this house, battling spiders every friggin day?
It's all very interesting.
On that note, I will sign off.
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