summer

I'm done, I'm done, I'M DONE.

I took my last two finals this morning, so I am officially done with high school- all I have left to do is graduate. Which will happen exactly a week from today. I can't believe it.

But really, I can't believe it. It hasn't sunk in yet and I don't know when it will. It still feels like I'll wake up at 6 in the morning and put on my uniform and drive to SJA and sit through AP English and drag myself to Environmental Systems and eat my salad in the courtyard and then not want to go to Gowen's  class & then tell the MRV all my problems, and then not want to go to pre-cal, then go home, eat, homework, sleep, then do it all over again the next day.

But I never have to put on my uniform ever again. I never have to sit through AP English, or Environmental Systems, or eat lunch in the courtyard, ever again. And I never have to take a Spanish test ever again in my life than you Jesus, Mary & Joseph.

I never have to wear knee-high socks ever again.  What am I going to do with all of those?

It also hasn't sunk in that in just 6 short weeks, I'll be on my way to Los Angeles to start FIDM as a Visual Communications major. For being someone who is very good with getting my thoughts out into coherent sentences, this is how I feel about that: asdfghjkl

In other semi-relevent news: I get my braces off tomorrow- after about three years. Oh yeah. Just in time to graduate.
Oh! and continuing the semi-relevent news: I still don't know what I'm wearing for Graduation.

So I'll leave you- if there are any of you out there- with this parting thought for today:
Nothing reduces the odds against you like ignoring them.

Hello, there

Hello, internet.
This blog has been created to chronicle my life as a fashion student at FIDM Los Angeles.

Obviously, I don't really know what I'm doing at the moment, but believe me, I'll get this whole blog thing figured out soon.

I'll be posting updates as I go from my hometown of Brownsville, Tx to the big city of L.A., and pursue my dreams of working in the fashion industry. This is for all of you back at SJA, whom I love dearly, and whoever-else cares about me enough to follow my journey.

At the moment, I should be studying for finals, to round out my senior year with good grades and a good study ethic. Instead, I'm creating a blog, listening to the Great Gatsby soundtrack. Productive, no?

With graduation in ten days *internal screaming*, it's dawning on me just how fast this year has gone by. Hell- just how fast high-school has gone by. Someone asked me on Friday if I liked high-school. For such a common question, it took me by surprise. Did I like high-school? Not particularly. I'm thankful for all I've learned, sure. The friendships that grew and fell apart along the way. But I wouldn't do it again.

That got me thinking- High-school should be hellish. I feel sorry for all of those who peak during high-school- they've got nothing going for them after graduation. High-school is for learning from your mistakes- and you'll make tons of them. High-school is for insecurities blossoming into something beautiful. High-school is for learning that people can be absolutely terrible human-beings, but after you weed the garden, you can find some really amazing people.

Here are some of the amazing people I found in high-school.