Senior Year - Blog Posts

i literally have a crush of this guy, and we're senior meaning we probably not going to see each other after graduation... so should I just take my shot???!

the two types of senior year backpacks:

cute kid's backpack bcuz it's fun and you don't have much to carry

or

a duck taped and safety pinned monstrosity that has lasted you your entire high-school career (and maybe longer).

no in between.

Growing Pains

I’ve been looking at my body lately

Seeing how it grows

How it’s shaped

How it moves

At first it was fun

Feeling myself being all attractive and cute

Stretch marks on my butt meaning it’s getting bigger is a real confidence booster

But yet

I don’t stop growing

My face is changing

My legs are changing

My skin is taking different textures

It’s a little bit terrifying

And what about senior year?

So close to college

What do I do then?

With a major that is fueled purely by a dream

By a life long passion

I may enjoy it

But for how long?

Will it grow old?

I’m getting older

And I’m scared for what the world has in store for me.

It’s really just now hitting me

That I’m not going to be a child soon

What’s sad is that I don’t feel too much different

I feel more self reliant

Confident in myself

But the part where I understand the cruelty of people and the world has stayed the same

I already knew it too well.

I feel humble

At ease

But also, I feel like a kid that’s not ready

I feel like my body is growing out of my soul

Maybe not that…

Maybe my soul is trying it’s hardest to stretch

So it can fit the shape of my body

I wanna stay a kid

But still have freedom

Is this an option?

For years

And years

I’ve had a mirror in front of my bed

And my gaze would always go to it

I looked at myself

At my reflection

Thinking back to how I was

What I used to see in that reflection

Is so jarring

Growing up may be scary

But it’s also so beautiful

I feel grown

But still young enough to enjoy my life

This is the part

Where I leave my worries behind

Where I enjoy myself

Where I am confident but humble

Where I stop caring about others

And just let me be me

Because this may be the last time that I’m able to do that.

This year

Senior year.