White and blue.
Beach balls, bubbles, confetti, and silly string.
Boys and girls.
What?
Men and women.
Tears and smiles and hugs galore.
Diplomas, gifts.
Graduation.
And now we're the oldest peas in the pod. Seniors.
weird
That's all folks.
Time to move on.

2 Comments:
Just like that?
what if some aren't ready.
No one can be left behind. :-/
I'm definately not ready, but the more I insist I'm a freshman again the more I know that I'm not. I'll never be 14 again and I'm scared, time to stop being a Toys R Us kid I guess, but let's not jump into it too fast guys, we have one more year of highschool to be completely ridiculous and I'm really starting to look forward to it:)
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