This may get lengthy.

There are a few things you must know about this particular post before we can begin:
1. I am in limbo high cause I'm just coming down from the best session Ive ever had.
2. I'm very not myself because I'm graduating in 2 days and its truly breaking my heart.
3. I'm sitting on my bathroom sink because for some reason, I always come here to think.
4. I'm INCREDIBLY thirsty.

There are a few people you must be aware of in this particular post before we can begin:
1. Joey Schmidt: A good guy
2. Kristina Peregoy: A friend who's just as beautiful on the inside as out
3. Austin Wood: Closest & most kind-hearted guy I know
4. Amanda Rankin: The one I wanted but couldn't have
5. Elizabeth Thurgaland: Simply, The Girl

There are some settings you must be know in this particular post before we can begin:
1. The Villages High School
[A] on the morning of May, 26th 2011: a) 8:45 in the lunchroom (occupied by 180 graduating seniors) b) 10:15 in the courtyard, sitting in graduation order, staring at the gazebo, watching practicing seniors accept their fake diplomas and smiling a REAL smile at the sound of their name being recited and their imaginary tassle being turned.

[B] on the afternoon of May 25th 2011 from 2:45pm to 3:05 on the sink of the empty girls bathroom, located on the bottom floor of the even-numbered classrooms section of the school.

2. Joey's black expedition that has no air, [occupied by: (in order of seating) Joey, Travis, Manny, Me, Kristina, Austin, and Chris] is rolling down deserted back roads of a a farm ridden section of the villages.

3. Austins Car (also with no AC, occupied by: Austin, Kristina and me) 30 minute drive from the Villages to the (Setting 3)

4. Ocala Popeye's restaurant where we met with Celeste, Schyler and Bambi. Third (corner-pocketed) booth, to the left of the main entrance doors.

5. My room [occupied by a queen bed with a messy (but extremely comfortable) comforter, a small desk (cluttered by notes, hair products and a bunch of random items), a corner library (with books intended for 3rd grade to college level readers), a floor covered in an opaque mess of clothes, cds, and shoes and 2 (connected down the middle) sliding glass wall mirrors that take up an entire wall in my room] at the time of 10:30 PM to 2 AM every single night.

I am going to explain my day to you as best as I can because I want to look back in a few months and be able to recall all of these details and hopefully remember exactly how I'm feelin right now. As I said before, this may be a bit lengthy, so i don't expect you to read it all, but today altered me so much in such a little amount of time. So with that, this was my day:

The Prologue
(Setting 5)
I got up, (without thinking) pulled the shirt she gave me on over my head, got lost and zoned out (looking at...maybe past myself) in those 6 foot tall mirrors, until I realized I was biting my lip. Promptly, I took it off (knowing I was going to smoke today) so the only article of clothing I have of hers wouldn't lose te scent of her skin. I threw on a dark green shirt instead because (not only does it makes my eyes look brighter) when she saw me, I wanted her to be able to look through my eyes as though they were magnifying glasses, that she was reading the pages (full of insignificant words, formulated in to poorly written sentences) my heart wanted to say, but lips knew they couldn't. I wanted to see her pretty badly. It's funny...she's the kinda girl whos got this smile you cant help but miss when she's not around cause its just so contagious and beautiful. So Brooke pulled up, I got in the jeep and made a pit-stop at Dunkin Donuts and off to school we went.

The Beginning
(Setting 1[A])
Everyone arrived and we scattered through the cafeteria, trying to balance eating, talking and watching the senior DVD at the same time. Eventually we were called outside and forced to bake in the sun, while we were briefed on how the graduation procedures were to be executed. After the seemingly endless dictations had ceased, we were called up to practice the walk. Row by row, I watched a different member my family receive their fake diploma with smiles that read, "Holy shit, they actually let me up here!" And I took it all in. It finally clicked in my head, what was happening to us and I just stared off in disbelief, realizing that I will never again have friends like the ones I do now and here we all are hugging eachother goodbye, promising its not over. And all I could do was sit back and wonder when holding on to people stops and letting them go starts.

The Middle
(Setting 2)
Hotboxing was next on the agenda. Everyone was laughing, rappin, takin hits and just over-all vibing. I knew I was the second highest I've ever been when I couldn't remember where we were, but I didn't even care. Even though we've never been in the same group of friends, it didn't matter cause the 7 of us had nothing to prove to our other friends or be ashamed of being seen with eachother. In those moments, we loved eachother. This is vital and I can not stress this next statement enough so PLEASE understand me when I say: We were goin out with fucking a bang.

We got back to the Mini Coop, drove back to the school to switch cars (upon deciding we would meet some friends in ocala at Popeye's) and give me my chance to see Elizabeth. Keep in mind (she's an under-classman so they were still in class til the end of the week), I wanted to see her before I left; That's all I asked. Austin walked with me to her class, she saw me through the window as I tried waving her out. She gave me the "One second!" finger but was taking forever to come out. Austin kept pointing out it was a waste of time and we had people waiting for us in the parking lot...I didn't wanna go. But I couldn't stay. So we left and I kept checking over my shoulder all the way out to the car hoping she'd be trying to catch up with me. But no matter how many times I looked, she never came.

The Beginning
(Setting 3)
The next sequence of events are as follows:
Driving. Super stoned conversation. Smoking cigs. The consumption of 3 bottles of water. Feeling the sun setting my arm on fire and the pound of bass against my skull. The arrival to Popeye's. The many conversations exchanged between
Us: Austin, Kristina, me and Them Celeste, Bambi and Schyler
Our departure from the restaurant and our journey back home,
where as of right now, (while I should be getting ready for baccalaureate)
I'm writing this.

If you've stuck with me this long, I promise I'm almost finished. I just have a few things to say about some people who don't relate to my story (except for one):

(Setting 5)

Amanda Rankin
I can't fight for you anymore. I know you liked it when I did because it made you feel like I cared about you enough you do you, but you shouldnt have to test me to see if my love for you is true. My word should he enough. You shaped and broke my heart within 9 months and I can count how many times I've physically seen you on my left hand. I don't blame you though. I want you to be happy and if those guys make you happy, then I'm glad. But I know I could love you better.

The Girl
(Setting 1[B])
I could keep my eyes or hands off of you yesterday. That's how I get when I don't see you for days at a time lol. Those kisses were so different than any we've ever exchanged..slow & soft, but you could feel how had I was breathing in between them trying to keep myself calm. I don't wanna get too deep cause I already gave you that note, saying basically everything I needed to say but I just wanted you to understand that yesterday, those kisses probably our LAST kisses, were the best ever between you and I. I wanna keep you with me Elizabeth, so please don't fade away.