Day 7, part 2.
Thursday, August 20, 2009. 9:31 AM.
Oh, another day at the fabulous Cookeville High School. Tomorrow is our first football game. I’ve never really gotten into the whole school spirit thing until now, but I’m ridiculously excited for tomorrow night. One of the football coaches is my Wellness teacher, so we hear plenty about the game hype from him. I’m buying a senior shirt tomorrow, and I think Caitlin and I are going to paint our faces.
Dani wasn’t at school today; she’s sick.
I’ve been sad today. Not the, “Oh my life sucks because I have everything I want blah blah” sad. I really, really miss my friends. I miss last winter. I miss having ACT class on Tuesday and Thursday nights, and Rachael and Ryan picking me up and us hanging out until my curfew. I miss your old truck with the radio on and the snow outside and the windows down and the heat all the way up. It really just makes me sad to know that I didn’t pay more attention to details and how happy I actually was those days. Now, I miss it, and it won’t come back.
Well, now that that’s all done. All my classes were normal. I got out of walking in wellness by telling Coach Hughes that I was sick. And I made a 100 on our first test. I also took my senior pictures today. I need to shower and sleep. Sleep. I miss it.
