I'm Officially Done with Freshmen Year!

     Thought of the Day: Friends "May 24th; My friends are my estate."

     Yesterday was officially my last day as a freshman. It feels amazing to know that I satisfied my first year at EHS, and that I only have three more years to go! Yesterday seemed to drag on forever, with all the drama and sadness in the air. Bre and Miyela, and many others, are moving this year. It's so sad to think that these two great girls won't be there for me next year. It is also going to be weird not having any of the seniors at school to potentially try and run me over in the parking lots again!

     A lot of crap happened yesterday, surprisingly. Some of it was good, but most of it was bad. To start my day off, some of my friends and I wanted to all take a picture together to celebrate the end of a new beginning. I asked a couple other people if they wanted to be in the picture too, and they passed. I wasn't upset at the fact that they didn't want to be in the picture with me, it was more that I didn't understand why they excluded themselves from us. It was almost as if they were too good or they didn't want to take a picture with us. Maybe this whole semester was just a joke with those girls. Maybe they didn't even care about me at all this semester. To this day I will never know why they denied the picture. In all honestly, it's not a big deal. It just makes a girl wonder, ya know? At least I got to take a picture with some of my really good friends. I love the people I met this year, and I have absolutely no regrets!

Austin doing a back hand spring.

     Also, a couple of days ago or so, I decided to work with a different person in my Journalistic Writing class. We just started our photography unit. Everybody knows how crazy I get when anything is involved with photography! Anyways, he asked me to work with him and help him out and all. I really think highly of this guy, because he just has so much confidence and he is just an overall great guy. I felt a little awkward when he was photographing me. It's not anything he did or anything, I'm just really insecure and he mainly wanted me to be the subject in the pictures. We took lots of pictures, having to capture rule of thirds, mergers, triangles, geometric shapes, and many more elements. In my opinion, the pictures we both took turned out well. His camera was really good! By the end of the class period, after our assignments was complete, I felt really bad. Through the entire class period he kept complimenting me. He told me I looked pretty in all the pictures and also that I take amazing photographs. Every time he would say something nice to me, I would just shake my head and act real sarcastic about it. I didn't realize what I was even doing, and I probably came off as an insecure jerk. I definitely didn't appreciate him like I should have, and I am embarrassed about it now. All I can do now is just brush this all off my shoulders. Even though him and I are just friends, I know now that guys actually do like girls who are confident. I could tell he was getting discouraged because he could see that I was insecure. I should have just believed and trusted him with his words. He made me feel good about myself, even if I didn't fully believe in my own beauty or ability.

     Below are some of the pictures I took over the summer. According to my poll, I need to include more pictures!

Like a flower, sometimes it is okay to stand alone.

One of my dogs, Callie, smelling my other grandma's flowers (in Loveland).