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Graduation Day

Big News! Today I graduate high school. It's a little weird that they would let a girl with the maturity of a 10-year old graduate high school... but I'm not complaining!

I'm not as young as I was, I'm not as brave as I thought

Hello there blogosphere! Currently I am writing to you as a woman who has 1 more day (1!) of high school left forever. Isn't that crazy? Tomorrow is my last day of school! I guess life is getting on pretty fast! I'm not sure exactly what to write about finishing high school, so I will let you in on my moving on to bigger and better things playlist:

1. Be Gentle with me: The Boy Least Likely to
2. Tell the World: Eric Hutchinson
3. I will survive: Gloria Gaynor
4. Good to be Alive: Regan Rindlishbacher
5. Hello Goodbye: The Beatles
6. Afterlife: Ingrid Michealson
7. Borders: Feeder
8. The Brightest Lights: King Charles feat. Mumford and Sons
9. Movie Loves a screen: April Smith and the Great Picture Show
10. No Matter Where you are: Us the duo
11. Lifting the Sea: The Hunts
12. Light outside: Wakey!Wakey!
13. A Wink and a Smile: Harry Connick Jr.
14. You're only Human: Billy Joel
15. Bet on It: Zac Effron

I'm kinda a fan of it. If I had more space on my cd's I would probably add, like, all the other High School Musical songs, but I guess that kinda defeats the purpose of a playlist for the end of high school...

So I guess I should finish this up with some kind of narrative with a good moral that everyone can take into their lives (you can totally tell I've been watching too much girl meets world), so I wanted tell you the most important thing I learned in high school:

"The greatest thing, you'll ever learn is just to love, and be loved in return"
ok, ok, so that's not from me, it's from Moulin Rouge! But it is my plan to write it somewhere in the high school to leave my mark (insert maniacal laugh here).

I guess the most important thing I learned in high school is to be kind, love others, and feast on the knowledge presented to you on a free public school platter. Love to learn, but more importantly, learn to love. Find a place in your heart for Christ-like-love for everyone around you. Don't compete, help each other, but don't stop taking care of yourself to make others happy. Forgive readily, and don't forget that being nice makes you cool. Don't fake who you are to please the people who are acting fake, and always carry emergency lady supplies.

Anyway, adios for now blog, I guess I will let you know how it is to step off into the unknown;

Turn the hour hand back to when you were holding me.

Story time!
Once upon a time I had a really great story that I held out on my blog because I'm lazy and nobody reads this anyway, then one day I decided to share this mysterious story
Today is that day.
The boy kissing me in front of that dolphin is Mr. Noah. I am absolutely positively crazy about him. It all started when he asked me ( a complete stranger) to prom last year, I couldn't help liking this crazy, funny, cute boy who made me eat my steak with chopsticks, and tried so hard to out-dance me, and blasted Back in Black, and destroyed everyone at paintball, and opened all my doors (which he has continued to do every time we drive for 1 year).  And for some reason he fell for my terrible flirting techniques, outrageous dance moves and not-so-lady-like ability to plaster him with paint. Next thing we knew he was chasing me until I caught him. Noah introduced me to kissing with a magical first kiss slow dancing in the moonlight that knocked the strength out of my knees, turned my entire world upside down, and managed to redefine "home" as wherever he was. And then he went and moved.
Early December the boy who had come to know me in a way no one else ever had moved away to Saudi Arabia. ( I promise I'm not making this stuff up!) and took my heart in his suitcase. Winter was a dreary time trying to figure out who I was and where I was. I knew I couldn't just go back to the girl I was before Noah, and without him I couldn't be the girl I was when he was here, it was a weird time in which I was wrapped in a cocoon of confusion and heart break.
Noah and I decided we should break up. Long distance is much too hard and weird and different. About one week into that we realized breaking up was 100 times harder. So we stayed together over facetime and texts and letters. In that time our relationship was very hard and sometimes we tried to quit, but each time we overcame the stupidness of a 10 hour time difference, and our relationship grew into something even sweeter and more worth it. And I guess that's where I am now. I haven't seen my best friend in person except for a 4 day visit over prom (which was amazing-story to come) but somehow I am even more hopeful about it all. So there you have it. The story of my first love. May there be much much more to come.
The end.