Dynamite

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Taylor Swift ft. B.o.B - Both of Us

(Source: sherleon)

Bittersweet

Junior year is coming to an end. Finals start next week and then I’m done. I can’t believe high school is going by so fast. But what’s more shocking to me is the fact that all my friends from the senior class are graduating in over a week and I may never see most of them again.

Out of any high school class besides my own, the senior class of ‘12 is the class that I’ve been closest with. I’ve become so close with so many of them to the point that they feel like my brothers and sisters. I’ve had classes with them, played on sports teams with them and grown up around them. Though they are only 1 or 2 years older than me, I have looked up to them as role models. 

I cherish all my relationships with them. I’ve gone through high school always having older kids to look up to and I’m not ready to be the oldest grade in the school. I don’t want them to leave. I don’t want to say good bye to them because I feel like I haven’t had enough time. Even though I don’t personally know every senior, I’m proud of each and every one. It’s their time to shine and be recognized for the incredible accomplishments they’ve achieved throughout their 13 years of schooling. I wish them the best of luck with whatever they choose to do after high school and I will miss them dearly. Much love to the class of 2012 and I hope they will always rep MTA and stay true to where they came from.

We used to be close and then we drifted apart. It feels like we’re never going to go back to how things used to be no matter how hard we try. I don’t know what I’m fighting for anymore.

Bonfire with the guys. Nothing like sitting round the fire to pass time and look forward to summer.

I’m proud to be an American, where at least I know I’m free. And I won’t forget the men who died who gave that right to me.

God bless the fallen men and women and those who are still fighting to provide us with the freedom we live with today. It’s not easy being a soldier or being in a military family. Soldiers who are deployed overseas 6 months during every other year not being able to see their children until they’re a year old. Missing birthdays and other milestones. Wives living every day at home on alert..fearing that phone call or story on the news about their loved one being killed by an IED or direct gunfire. They do it because they are honored to serve their country. They do the job that others fear. That’s something that’s very respectable and I believe they should get more acknowledgement and appreciation than they do.

To my friends and family who serve in the military, and to those I don’t know who serve- I respect every single one of you. Thank you for everything you do.

noellegreig:

Brantley Gilbert - Kick It In the Sticks

So I have..

• a 5 day weekend
• 11 school days until summer begins
• 12 days until my birthday
• 43 days until I leave for Europe

Things are looking pretty good right now.