Getting Lazy on the Updates

Its hard to update a blog about your senior year of high school when cool things all of sudden cease to happen during the time. Its hard to write a blog when you completely forget it exists.

Anyway, so I forgot a bit. But I was reminded about ten minutes ago.

Last Friday, I finally got my license. I've been driving to school and such. It is awesome.

And I also remembered that yesterday was an eventful day. First field trip of the year, to Stoney Ridge Farm. Its an apple/pumpkin/Christmas tree farm place with lots of animals and a corn maze and a camel hiding somewhere around there. Went with my horticulture class. I basically got out of a whole day of school just to go, and to make the day just that little bit better the guy I've been crushing on for a while actually got to go along, too.

So I spent the entire time stalking him. And we were in turn being stalked by this annoying, redundant, shop-lifting, snide bear of an 11th grade "girl". She simply would not leave us alone. Not even to go bother her own so-called "friends". Just when we'd think we were getting away, she'd just appear again and keep following. I swear, if I took one step to the right she'd do the exact same thing. Annoying!

The car journey to/from was salvation from this he/she stalker thing, thankfully. Riding with the boy and 4 other friends. And our teacher. Talking about random things. Falling asleep. Taking pictures of each other. Whilst falling asleep. Ah, good times, good times.

I do realize I won't miss high school once I'm out, although I know for a time I'm just going to miss how it gave me someplace I knew I'd see all my friends, all the people I cared about seeing. Once its over, I'll have a hell of a time staying in contact with everyone. In a way I will miss it a little, but its not the end of the world. I'll move on to college, to real life. But the memories will never die.

Memories like what were made yesterday. I can't let myself forget about those. That's kind of what this blog is for, now that I think about it. It's not because I want to share my experiences with people; it's just because I want my memories to be written down, because I'm afraid of forgetting things. Having this blog makes me a little more secure in the knowledge that one way or another I'll still remember these days like it happened just yesterday, even 20 years down the road.