Good Week.

This week has gone by soo fast and I'm really happy about that. Tomorrow's Friday and it's the end of the term and I have a 3.9 g.p.a. It's made for a good week. Tomorrow night I'm either gonna be with the love of my life or hang out with Paloma and them. Its gonna be a good weekend. I really hope Mike comes up-- it's been almost two weeks; tht's wayyy too long to go without seeing him. I'll fursure see him next weekend but only for one night. I wish we lived closer. I see all my friends with their boyfriends and they see them every day and I'm extremely jealous. I think sometimes they take for granted seeing their boys every day. I know that my time without Mike makes us want to see each other more and in some ways it might be good for our relationship, but mainly its just really hard. I miss him. The end. Nah I will get through it. There's 300 days till i turn 18. It's kinda scary to think about. Yesterday at school we had a meeting for all the seniors and I just looked at my friend and said, "Wow, we're really graduating this year-- we're really almost done." It just blows my mind that I'm almost done. I feel like I should still be back in Jr high-- not tht I miss the drama or anything. I've learned soo much in my seventeen years. I'm grateful for everything I've been through-- the good and the bad. I'm grateful for who I've become-- i hope to only keep becoming a better person.