I’m sorry that I’m not your perfect child. I’m sorry that I am flawed. I’m sorry that I’ve made poor decisions that I regret. But…it is time for you guys to stop worrying about me and let figure my way out of this mess. I’m grateful for your concerns, but I am so tired of your repetitive lectures. I get it, okay? Now, can you all please stop?
There goes my college dreams. A broke college student with no means of paying for anything. Either I or my parents ruined my future.
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Basically, the tissue box was my best friend, and I found myself emptying the trash countless times. Aside from my body betraying me at the worst possible time, I danced at my first competition! It was exhilarating and so pressuring with the knowledge that the judges may dock points on their paper. It felt like dancing at a basketball game, seeing all of my friends screaming their heads off. I am so thankful for my coaches who utilized so much of their time and work to make us look good. Before we took the floor, they told us to have fun and remember why we danced. IT WAS SO MUCH FUN!!!
I cannot wait until regionals and nationals!
Just a little ounce is all I am asking for.
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You are the brightest individual that I have had the privilege of knowing. Your intellect surely surpasses that of anyone that I can even imagine. Rancho Bernardo High School truly lost a brilliant mind. I know that you are now shining among the brightest of stars, right where you belong. Rest in Paradise and let the dogs out, just like you have always wanted to do.
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2011 was a great year full of new and exciting things(for me at least). Then, I look to the year 2012. This year will definitely change the course of my life. I think I will be ready for it. Crossing my fingers real tightly.
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