GRAD.

Here I am; nails manicured, toes pedicured, new ring in place, face mask drying, chilling commando in summer PJ's. My best friend Raven is catching her beauty sleep, dreaming adventures she'll never remember. The past couple of weeks have been filled with phases of excitement and dread. The emotions alternate without warning or cause and sometimes just blatantly blend. Now, here I am; the night before prom.

Knowing that tomorrow will be a day I will remember for the rest of my life is slightly intimidating. The lack of connection between me and the school, me and my school mates is slightly disappointing. Trying to make sure all the friends I do have enjoy themselves seems impossible.

Lately, I've been realizing that I'm kind of a dick. I don't like pretending; I would rather be alone than fake. I'm not one to be pushed around; I'm not one to put my feelings last all the time. I feel people need to solve their own problems, and seek help if need be. I'm all for helping, but I'm not for babying. It's impossible to make everyone happy.

So tomorrow, I'm just going to relax (whilst running around all day) and be happy. I'm not going to waste time worrying. If my friend has an issue, let her come to me and we'll try to solve it together. If things escalate,  there's always an exit. Rather than being a tense jerk, I'll just be a chill cucumber and remember the bigger picture.

I'll let my emotions roll and just keep my feet grounded. Goodbyes are a strange thing and I've never been very good with them. It'll sting to see everyone with their family and what not, but I wouldn't be able to get along with my parents for the day so it'd just make a mess. I'm excited to do this with Geoff and Diane though. I never thought I'd end up here. .. and this is only the beginning of the adventure.