The past few weeks, I've had these minor setbacks that kinda ate at me for a while.. i started to miss high school. I miss the 4ft. new freshman on the first day of school, and the nice feelin of bein a big-bad senior.. almost done with school and i cant wait to get out, but now that im out, i miss it with a passion.. I miss my friends and yea, surprise, my teachers when i was a senior were baad ass. I didn't get a yearbook cuz it was 85 bucks, but now that i think of it, i really should have gotten one.. regardless of the amount. I used a notepad as my autographs page, and just a digital camera for "momentos." For those who are still in high school, cherish it. You wont ever forget the moments that you have, no matter how much you hate the school, people, teachers, etc. Being a college freshman at just a itty-bitty community college near-by, you feel very unimportant. Atleast i do. You dont know anybody, maybe familiar faces here or there. Your teachers dont care about you, your grades, if your sick, your dog is dead, etc. They dont have to because now youre paying for your own education. Thats what i miss most about high school; it was fucking free. did i mention the teachers at Urbana are dope as shit? Anyway, all of my recent good memories are from good 'ol Urbana high school. I can name so many things.. so many people i love and look up to. Teachers are your inspiration whether it comes to biology, dance, or even history. Any subject.. I realize that now because in college, you on your own. Not necessarily am i living alone or in a dorm, but the responsibilities build up and slowly break you down.. bit by bit. Once i transfer out of this college into a university, i wonder where i'll end up. After a year, i want to either transfer to George
Mason, or Penn state..... or somewhere else i really dont have a single clue. But those are my top 2. atleast i have a top 2! 5 years from this very year, i will be a college graduate, graduating from whatever university i be at. I will have degrees in Criminal Justice, and will be on my way to the picture right hurr. That's the FBI academy in quantico, VA. I know ima be goin there to train.. if all goes to hell with this plan, Hello Army.

A little girl with huge dreams. Yea thinkin about killin terrorists and lockin up criminals will be a blaaaaaast. but i wish i could dance instead honestly. i dont care if i make $20 an hour for the rest of my life teaching dance lessons at a studio, or wastin up my savings on traveling the world, just dancing and showing my passion. Isn't that lovely. Soon, ill be able to though.. i mean, not forreal like go all out and dance forever. but ill get my break.. I am gona go to the academy though, but maybe one day i can go undercover on a case... be a undercover dancing agent, figure out some crime in the dance community. God forbid for that to happen, but My life would then be complete and id be able to rest in utter peace.
Soon, ill be seeing myself finishing my first semester of college, then startin to think seriously about where i should transfer to. Going onto my second semester of college, ima do exceptionally well and be happy when i finally leave Maryland. Im gona study like shit, party like shit, and just basically live a good life; the lasts of my teenage years. Ill be off to Quantico or the Army... determined. Still, dancing is gona have to squeeze itself in there once in a while. I gotta have a break in there somewhere right?
Soon, ill be seeing myself finishing my first semester of college, then startin to think seriously about where i should transfer to. Going onto my second semester of college, ima do exceptionally well and be happy when i finally leave Maryland. Im gona study like shit, party like shit, and just basically live a good life; the lasts of my teenage years. Ill be off to Quantico or the Army... determined. Still, dancing is gona have to squeeze itself in there once in a while. I gotta have a break in there somewhere right?
Good night, moon.
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