Never go to bed mad. Stay up and Fight.

-Phyllis Diller

Embarassment

So today was my 8th grade graduation...oh I'm sorry..my promotion to high school. Wow. So we had to get all dressed up and put on our fancy dresses and heels and parade around in front of the parents. Okay, I'm making this sound like a death camp...it wasn't that bad!

It started at 6:30. The parents went straight into the auditorium to be seated while we headed to the gymnasium. The teachers herded us like calves into lines that were arranged in alphabetical order. We were brought into the auditorium and sat in the middle section as the Class of 10'.

They called all of these prestigious awards. We were supposed to feel honored, but were instead embarrassed having to stand up in front of the crowd. As the last awards were called we all cheered because we thought it was over...FAIL. Twas not.

They then proceed to call EVERY. single. name. in the entire freaking grade. We had to walk up the stairs of the stage, go shake the Principal's hand, shake the vice principles hand, and walk off. It doesn't sound that bad. Right?

WRONG.

I knew my dad would poke fun at me for not posing for his camera when my name was called. So I did what he would've wanted! I shook the Principal's hand and held it for 20 ENTIRE SECONDS. (Keep in mind this was in front of 750 people.) This took major guts! Then I walked to the Assistant Principal's and held hers while posing with a proud grin. As I made my way to the other end of the stage to walk down the stairs, I again posed. My father was mortified.

Afterwards all the parents fondled over us and how big we've gotten. The peers took pictures weith eachother. There was water, punch, and cookies in the commons area afterwards, too. I said farewell from all of my friends, after being scrutinized by the whole grade for my cheesy actions.

I'm mortified I even did it. Oh well!

So in 4 short days school will finally be over and I can start my summer! Man..I wish it was that simple. I am going on multiple trips this summer. Such as: Camp, California, Things with School, Babysitting. I'll be pretty busy. The first trip I'll be attending is developed by the Grande Classroom and a few of our teachers from school take us. It's a hefty fee but I'm sure it will be well worth it; the people that have gone previously said it was the most fun they've had yet in their lives. If there is a computer at the hotel I'll be posting daily (no pictures-won't have cord) and keeping the world updated on my oh-so-very exciting life. Until tomorrow, farewell.

Poetry of the Day:

Unsaid
Sometimes
lips are sealed
tongue is tied
sometimes
hands can't reach
the feelings are locked
Into these eyes
read the words unsaid
the feelings not laid
plunge deeply into my heart
every time
love is there
love is there...
-Gladys Paño-Huraño

Quote of the Day:

Better never to have met you in my dream than to wake and reach for hands that are not there.
-Otomo No Yakamochi

Broken

Family is one of the most important things one can have. I've had my two sisters and parents by my side since I was born. Now that Rachel has left for Ireland and will most likely move away a year after she gets back, and Becca will be off for college in one short year...I don't quite know what I will do without them. They are the people that give me advice, keep me out of trouble, make me do things with them. I don't have any care for being an only child once they leave me. It'll just be me and the rents'...

"Other things may change us, but we start and end with family." - Anthony Brandt

Quote of the Day:

"Happiness is the meaning and the purpose of life, the whole aim and end of human existence."
-Aristotle