It's been a year.

Wow... what can I say? I haven't talked to ya'll in nearly a year. Wow, what all can happen in one year.

I started this blog the summer before my freshman year in high school. Now, it's the summer before my senior year. And I've learned so much in these past 4 years. I have grown more in that high school that I have in my own home. That place. That place is both the worst and the best place I have ever been in my entire life.

Freshman year dragged on for what seems a lifetime. But it was the year when I was dropped-face first- into the land of high school. I got my first boyfriend, named Danny and I thought that he would be my forever. I went on my first dates. I hung out with my friends. I went to football games and pep rallies. I spent my summer with my friends- I was never home.

Sophomore year went on a little faster. It was the toughest year, when it came to hardships. As my first boyfriend broke up with me and my world came crashing down around me. Later I dated a boy named Ben, who taught me what I deserved- by showing me what an awful boyfriend is. The people I called my friends stabbed me in the back. I discovered my love for writing. Later in the summer I went to Vans Warped Tour- which was the best day of my life. Soon after I went to church camp and repented my sins. That was also the summer when my love for Logan started to blossom.

Junior year went by in a matter of moments. School wise- I was questioning what I wanted to do with my life. This was the year when I really started to think about my future and what I was going to do with my life. I also started dating a boy who lived in Illinois named Logan- who taught/ teaches me things about life everyday. The people that I used to call my best friends vanished from my life (mostly because of boys) and the people that I used to dislike are now the people I spent every day with. Junior year ended in tears as I realized that my favorite seniors would not be returning next year. I watched them graduate- and although I was happy- it hurt to see them go. I know that things will never, ever be the same.

And I will move onto next year.

And I will soon see what it's like to move into the real world.