|(left to right) F., me, Neriselle|
Now onto the photobomb...
|(left to right) Jenny (my sis), me, mom|
|(left to right) Tomiwa, me.... er, grandparents|
|(left to right) ....... ARE YOU KIDDING ME? if i try to write everyone's names here, i think it'd take me an hour; OKAY so the class of 2011!!!!!!!!!!!!!|
5 years of high school.
And here we are.
I'm so glad to have met each and every one of you. We may not have been close, we may not have even spoken to each other, or carried a meaningful conversation, but I hope you all understand that I am the person I am today, because of everyone around me. The girls I looked up to, but never gotten a chance to speak to, the guys who made jokes in class to which everyone laughed at, the "regular" non-IB kids who I sometimes passed by in the hall and smiled at or said to me "Excuse me" or even "I love your boots, where'd you get 'em?" and I them.
High school wasn't as glamorous as the movie directors and TV producers want you to think it is. High school is tough, it can be dangerous, but it can also be a place you look forward to going every morning, to see your friends, to learn. (Huh, learning in high school... what a radical notion, eh?)
|i'll miss you Sonya <3 don't forget me... come back & visit!|
Thank you to my friends.