I'm officially a high school graduate. I am officially a proud owner of a new Nikon D3000. I am officially relaxing for the weekend in Lago Vista.

Today is my last day of High School. I graduate in one week. :)

Still Don’t Know What Love Means.

 

I felt hurt. I felt used. I felt sad.

Now, I feel thankful. I feel happy. I feel relieved.

It’s a carousel of progress. Eventually I’m going to realize that I don’t have to put up with things like that. I don’t have to settle. I deserve someone who knows what they have when they have me. However, the longer it takes for me to realize, the harder it’s going to be for me to let people into my heart. I try my absolute hardest to keep people at arms length, and am successful most of the time. But I meet a guy who flashes a cute smile, shows a little dimple, and *bam* I melt, the wall comes down and I spill my guts. I made myself entirely too vulnerable, trusted him entirely too much. I put too much stock in his words, and his promises. That’s my fault, no one else's.

Where Was My Fault, in Loving You With My Whole Heart?

 

Wow, BlogSpot. It has been a while. A long while. A lot of things have happened since the last time I actually sat down and wrote you something. The past couple posts have just been quick ones, from my phone. So much to catch up on, let’s see if I can do it all justice.

Okay. Well, I lost my tattoo virginity. April 20, 2011, at approximately 7 ‘o clock in the evening, Dannelle got a tattoo. It was awesome, and I was so nervous. I’ve wanted a tattoo for literally ages. Since I was about eight. About three months ago I started hardcore researching the process. The different kind of inks, needles, aftercare procedures, etc. I started with the different kinds of inks to make sure I wasn’t going to be allergic to anything. Then that led me to the actual process, thus needles, and thus how to take care of body art. I hung around the shop for about a month, you know, increasing my street cred. And then that Wednesday, I just decided “What the heck?”. This is the part where I tell you what I got tattooed on the front of my left shoulder. This is where everyone (if anyone) who reads this blog, calls me a super nerd. If you need for it to be explained, venture on over to my Flickr. It actually did not hurt. It was more of an uncomfortable feeling. It stung, and while doing the lightening bolt, it seemed to hit a nerve that caused my whole left arm to twitch. It was more uncomfortable the closer to the middle of my chest he got. But, like I said, not bad! My immune system is kick ass, and thus it healed in less than a week, and looks awesome. I am so pleased with it.

Next item on the agenda. I am single. Single. Single. Single. I was going to sit down and finally put what I am feeling into words, text, but now I can’t. Because I don’t even know. All I’ll say is that perhaps it is for the best. I leave in August for College Station, and life will be great. It will.

Next & final item on the agenda. We got our final class rankings Wednesday. I am graduating High School number six in my class. I am beyond pleased. :)

Peace

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