Hello.
So it's 2014.
I haven't blogged here since ninth grade- I'm a senior now. Seems fitting, the time lapse here. It's 4 in the morning as I write this, and I know all too well that I should be asleep right now. But I can't sleep. Do much has happened since sophomore year. So many relationships have died out, and do many have been forged. I've lived without so many things I believed to be essential, fought emotional battles that still hurt my heart. I've had ordeals. But I found something out- something amazing- I am strong. I will always miss the days when I was the top of the junior high pool, when I had a familiar, comforting circle of friends. When I was simple and innocent. I always used to wonder why I had the interesting, amazing friends I had, and I always used to ask a particular girl why. She only ever replied with, "I like smart people." I loved that answer, not only because I'm vain. I loved it because it was honest, and because it gave me personal insight. I began to appreciate myself after that. I began to see people differently, and I believe that has helped me these last few years. I'm almost eighteen. Pretty soon, I will be responsible for everything pertaining to 'me'. I'm so excited. But I'm also scared. What if I forget the people I have loved? The people I have touched in some manner, or who have touched me. I don't ever want to forget. So I'm documenting. Starting this blog anew. I will not edit a thing, good or bad. Because this, in part, is my autobiography. My documentary really, as it is incomplete and fragile. Starting now, here is Sakura's ongoing world. :D
So it's 2014.
I haven't blogged here since ninth grade- I'm a senior now. Seems fitting, the time lapse here. It's 4 in the morning as I write this, and I know all too well that I should be asleep right now. But I can't sleep. Do much has happened since sophomore year. So many relationships have died out, and do many have been forged. I've lived without so many things I believed to be essential, fought emotional battles that still hurt my heart. I've had ordeals. But I found something out- something amazing- I am strong. I will always miss the days when I was the top of the junior high pool, when I had a familiar, comforting circle of friends. When I was simple and innocent. I always used to wonder why I had the interesting, amazing friends I had, and I always used to ask a particular girl why. She only ever replied with, "I like smart people." I loved that answer, not only because I'm vain. I loved it because it was honest, and because it gave me personal insight. I began to appreciate myself after that. I began to see people differently, and I believe that has helped me these last few years. I'm almost eighteen. Pretty soon, I will be responsible for everything pertaining to 'me'. I'm so excited. But I'm also scared. What if I forget the people I have loved? The people I have touched in some manner, or who have touched me. I don't ever want to forget. So I'm documenting. Starting this blog anew. I will not edit a thing, good or bad. Because this, in part, is my autobiography. My documentary really, as it is incomplete and fragile. Starting now, here is Sakura's ongoing world. :D
