hey hey kh

i should be writing a paper about Ben Franklin's "Way To Wealth" and I'm sitting here underlining and circling things that seem to be important and i just decided i wanted to read blogs. I read Kelly Hogan's and I just thought it was cool. Her thoughts arent impossible to understand, they're not secret or so deep that I'm lost. They're straight to the point. When she was happy, I knew. When she was laughing, I knew. When she was grieving, I knew. I look at all the lives of the still in high schoolers and I can't help but feel that they have so much to learn. It's weird because i was JUST there. That was just me. But now it seems so irrelevent. Seems is a strong word in this case, though. That last year of high school went by so fast. I think about the memories now and sometimes I laugh out loud and sometimes I wonder how we ever got through it. The feelings of triumph and happiness are so overwhelming if I spend too much time thinking about them. I just hope everyone's taking it all in. These first few months are what you've been waiting for. Have fun, make your mistakes. Learn from them and be a little lazy. It can't last forever, I promise. You'll be gone from those halls so soon and all you'll have is your memories.








this is how i feel a lot of the time. happy, but fuck you