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In today's world people are extremely to busy, always. I have become one of those people. I shall warn you now nothing good will come from reading this post except maybe a smile to bask in my 17 year old busy pity party. Ahhh. Graduation and the freedom of the summer is coming veryyyy slowly. I feel as if each day gets longer and the hours get shorter. How that is possible I'm not to sure. As many of you don't know, I used to have a lot of free time. I loved my free time and I loved not having a lot to do. I remember as if it was just yesterday..oh wait. It was. Last semester I was living the life. I was taking one college class and the rest were easy classes. I also was jobless. Then I got this amazing and fantastic idea(at the time) to get into an AP Government class second semester along with two online college classes. So I accepted the challenge. Then over Christmas break I got a job! I am now an employee at McAlisters Deli & I love it. It has been such a neat experience working and starting that phase of my life. So, back to my point. Now I have an AP class, two college classes, a job, all my other classes, student government, yearbook, seminary, and church. Can you say crazy? When I'm not doing one of those things I am catching up on sleep. This has been such a change in my life! I now take things literally a day at a time or I have mental breakdowns(not pretty). I am loving the growing aspect though, and I know I can make it through anything! So graduation, HERE SHELBY COMES (:


  1. I was reflecting back to my high school days a while ago and thinking "how in the heck did I do it all?" Thanks for the reminder of how crazy it can be. (should I rub it in that the girls and I took a 3 hour nap today).


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