I have this beautiful friend. Her name is Amie. She is my oldest friend High School wise, we've remained tight throughout the years and she knows me really quite well. We've gone through ups and downs, dealt with break ups, hook ups, heart break and crushes. She's one of the very few people I feel totally comfortable to tell her about everything that would embarrass me to tell anyone else.
Today I didn't get to see her because I didn't go to school, but she wrote a status on facebook which I really respect and has made me feel really good this evening and I want the world to see it!
Year 12 Students get asked 'How it's all going' constantly. Answer: I don't care. My life will not be dependent on Language Analysis, Univariate Statistics, Direct Brain Stimulation, The ATP-PC System or C.S. Lewis. I will not be standing in front of God on judgement day with skills in TEEL, Using a CAS Calculator, REM Sleep, The Aerobic System or Tsunami's, so No, I don't care about Year 12, and I refuse to.
It's so true. I'm not defined by this year. If I fail or if I pass, I will survive. If I get 100% or 10%, God still loves me, I still have my friends, I'm still a good person.
This year will not and can not define me.
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me and my sister from another mister.
love max and luke. |
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