After five years, I am finally leaving high school! YES! There is no question about it! I am ridiculously happy right now! I can’t even describe it! So I’ll let Usagi do it for me.
…but a little sad for myself.
My friend Jen is going to prom tomorrow. Originally, she wasn’t going to go for the same reason I wasn’t – lack of money – but a teacher got her a fee waiver (free ticket, basically) and another got her a necklace, hair clips and let her borrow a shawl. She’s taking my other friend, and her best friend, Lia with her because they’ve known each other for years and are very close. Lia’s family is well off, so it’s no problem for her.
I’m happy for Jen, and Lia, but I’m a little sad I can’t go. I hate huge parties, but I just wanted to see what it was like. But I didn’t – and still don’t – have the money for it. Even if I did, spending it on prom wouldn’t be wise because of little emergencies that pop up. Twice, I loaned $40, once for an overdue bill and again for a traffic fine. I was paid back, but the point is with things like that creeping up, I really need to save my money. I’m not even ordering my yearbook, which is only $45, because I know I will need something else and would regret having that yearbook.
Oh, well. Everybody has to make sacrifices. It won’t kill me.
My school is having their prom on May 16th. Admittedly, while I was never planning on going, I did want to go, if only to see how great this “once-in-a-lifetime” event is.
Well, if there was ever any doubt that I wasn’t going, it’s a certainty that I’m not. Why? Because just getting in is too much for me!
A ticket for a single person is $88. $88 for one person? Really? I could get a nice dress for less than half of that! I get that it’s prom, but we’re talking close to $100 here just for a ticket! Even if I could afford that, I wouldn’t pay it because that price is utterly ridiculous. I’m not even buying my senior portraits because those are too expensive!
So my wish for this week is that prom and other school functions didn’t cost so much. I don’t doubt that prom is wonderful, but I’d rather take $20 and have a day out with my friends. Sorry, school, but you’re going to break my pockets.
The first day of school was on Friday. It was pretty good. Best of all, I get out at 2:14 and so does my best friend. We have the same class for our final period and it’s right down the hall from the exit, so we can just go out.
Shortly before dismissal, my friend asked me if I could walk home with her from school. Not that day, but starting Monday and from then on. Our other friends leave at 4:00 (regular dismissal time), so she would be walking alone. I imagine that’s why she asked me.
It also happened that my grandfather was coming with my uncle to pick me up, which, for once, was a good thing. I introduced my friend to and – OMFG – got his permission to walk home with my friend! The overprotective granddad actually said yes!
Finally, some freedom!
My friend would go home first and then, I’d just have to walk a block alone to my house. Unfortunately, I got the “don’t go with strangers” talk from my grandfather, but I guess that’s standard.
Well, this year is off to a good start. That was worth getting up at 5:30 in the morning!
Summer camp started this past Monday. Today’s the third day. It has been terrible! The first day was awful, the second day was a little better, today was good until the end and tomorrow will be positively dreadful. I don’t even like my counselor anymore (the therapist who talked me into going). She has become hell in disguise.
I can’t leave. Well, I can, but then, everyone will ask me a bunch of questions and I can’t deal with that. I do know when September rolls around, I will NOT be going to see her. The camp ends August 2nd. That’ll be the final time I see her. Then, I can forget her.
As far as I’m concerned, the only good thing about this is I’m not worried anymore. She was very nice (hence why I liked her) and I sometimes thought about how much I’d miss her when I finally graduate high school. Now, I know I won’t miss her at all.
I just want this bad week to end.