One of the things I will miss about Cali when I move to Hawaii. 😖😥
I can honestly say that I never thought I would cry writing an essay for school. But, I did. Writing about how I’ve changed not only let me think about those events that changed me people the people I’ve met. The people I’ve lost. The ones I learned things from. Good and bad. I didn’t realize senior year would be so emotional. So to all of those people who I’ve met, befriended, hated me, loved me, opened up to me, THANK YOU. Thank you so much for helping me become me because I love how I’ve turned out after these 17 years, 12 of which I probably spent with you.