It's Official

Listening to: The OC that I taped
Feeling: used
Well, it's official. Let's start off with how today was. I was happy that today is Friday. I am so looking forward to the weekend just because we don't have to be in school. I had a theology test first period. We had a sub third period and a sub fourth period. Lunch was the usual. I was happy to be there with my friends. We had an assembly sixth period. They talked to us about college and all this stuff. It made me want to do really well, and I really want to go to University of Florida. I thought that would be hard seeing as I would be living in South Carolina, but that all is going to change. Computer was boring. We had a pep rally. During the pep rally, the volleyball team had to get up in front of everyone and do a dance/cheer. It was kind of embarrasing, but we did a pretty good job on it. After school, I came home and watched tv. Once my dad came home, I found out that he had been offered the job in West Palm Beach, and it does pay more than what he is getting paid now. Everyone thinks he is going to be fired by the end of October, and we decided that it would be better to know that my dad does have a job making good income with a house, rather than living in an apartment without a good income, and so forth. So with that said, I am going to be moving to West Palm Beach after Christmas break. Do I want to move? NOT AT ALL. It's so hard writing this without starting to cry. I called Calle as soon as I found out just because she told me she wanted to know first. I didn't want to ruin her weekend by telling her, but she wanted to know. It was so hard telling her. I started crying and she was crying, and I am just completely upset. I don't know what is going to happen with me and Will. Obviously we will break up by the time I move. Hopefully we can just have fun these next couple of months and whatever happens, happens. Time can only tell. Hopefully things will just get better. Well, I'm going to go, so I will write tomorrow. Bye
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