Last week of 8th grade.

AMAZING.

That boy whose words meant so much to me the last couple days (: makes me smile when I think about it.

Knotts with the whole 8th grade class, going on the Log Ride 293849234 times, and then the Big Foot Rapids. Funnel cake and Panda Express, yum.

The best friends going to my promotion, it meant the world to me. Hanging out at my house after promotion, going to Dennys. I wish I could relive it. Even though not the whole day was good, I want to relive it.

After promotion I looked through my yearbook, and I cried :/ But, we live on anyways, and I'm just glad those memories of middle school are already made. I wish I could remember them forever. Maybe I will, maybe I won't. Only time can tell.