Senior.

Guess what. It's official. I'm a senior. And school has started. I'm being a nut head and taking 3 ap classes. As well as being on StuCo and Dance Co. My life literally revolves around the high school. But i'm fine with that. Actually, that's how I want it to be. I have so much pride in my school. Maybe because I'm there double the amount of time as the average student, but I really am Proud to Be a Caveman. 

So my brother has officially been gone 14 months. I wish I could say time has flown by, but it hasn't. It has definitely felt like 14 months. Spencer, Sarah, and Parker are all on missions. I really am the only one of the fab 4 left here in Utah. I miss my best friends. I should say siblings I guess. It will be a great day when we all are together again. It will be at least 2 years until that happens though. So for now I will just send them letters like a good friend does. 

I forgot that not only does school bring homework, but a whole bunch of stress. Stress about friends, clothes, school dances, actually doing my hair, being friendly, and somehow finding time to stay sane. Homecoming is in 3 weeks. I want to go. SO. BAD. It's senior homecoming. You can't blame me. So I will keep you updated as to how this plays out. 

P.S. I've already got a dress. It's hecka cute. (yeah, I just said hecka. Thank you Connor Grigsby) 

I continue to discover day after day how important it is to be true to yourself. With school starting up again I notice myself comparing what I look like to others. Whenever I compare myself, I will quickly think 3 good thoughts about myself. Being unique is an amazing thing. That's what people are drawn to. So go ahead and wear that outfit you are a bit worried about. Introduce yourself to that cute kid in your grade. Smile at everyone you pass in the hallway. You will begin to feel better about yourself. It's amazing how that works.