|Bellevue East Jazz Festival, 2001|
|Me and my friend, Jesse, singing "All I ask of You" in 2002|
|My sister and I singing "Tell Him" in 2001|
|Me and my Senior Prom Date, Reggie, 2004|
Senior Year was not my most stressful (that would be my Sophomore Year). I was busy with getting ready for college, and participating in show choir, but since drama club tanked by then (We started out with a teacher who seemed cool, but she flaked out two months in), so that freed up a lot of my time. Senior year was probably more frustrating than any, just because of Drama (Theatre, not Teenage Drama). Despite everything, the end of the year went well. To my surprise, so many classmates that I didn't think even knew me gave me hugs and said they'd miss me. Must be what HIMYM referred to as "Graduation Goggles," and now those goggles are coming back with the Reunion coming up.
Don't get me wrong, I'm interested to see where everyone has gone, and if their life paths have changed as much as mine has (I'm NOWHERE near where I thought I'd be). Truthfully, though, I'm a professional writer. I have a day job, like many freelance writers do to make ends meet. I'm active in my church, I love to travel, I'm too poor to have my own place, and I haven't found the elusive One yet. That's me, in a nutshell.
|I did it. 2004|
I'm actually kind of excited for the Reunion now. My high school best friend always talked it down, and I didn't really want to go until this year. Guess it's something that you don't really care to do until you reach that peak. It's not until September, so we'll see how it goes.