I have had a lot of fun this school year. Don't get me wrong, I am REALLY happy that it's almost over, but I can't help but feel that a part of my life is going to stay at my middle school. I am going to high school next year and can't believe it. I am terrified, yet can't wait. Some of my friends aren't going to be here next year, so I'm pretty bummed about that. My best friend, in fact, is moving to Florida.
Our middle school split last year into two different middle schools altogether. Some of my friends in seventh grade went to the other one. I will get to see them next year, so that is one good thing about going on up. Although it's going to be the same people I have gone to school with all my middle school days, high school is totally different. There is much more freedom, so I've heard, and I'm not sure I can take freedom and make it my own. . .safely. It's also an entire new building, in facts, it's an entire new set of buildings. I'm sad, yet happy; anxious, yet hesitant; exhausted, yet hyper. High School. Wow.