One day at a time.

My friend Steve left today for training in the marines.. Its been such a sad weekend anticipating is departure for down south. He is also best friend with my cousin and they’re group of friends have been squeezing in as much bonding time as possible. Steve is probably the realest person I know. He doesn’t care what anybody thinks of him, He’s like a giant teddy bear, tall, tan, dark hair, he even had a beard! But not a creeper beard it worked well with his style he was almost known for it however thats gone now and so is he.. And he’ll be greatly missed.. ):

Its sort of a scary thought.. Next year is senior year and then college.

What makes this hit harder is seeing how far i’ve come.

Now my sister is up at my school as a 7th grader, I can’t believe that its already come to this. Warning her of all the troubles in high school but knowing she’ll have to learn and figure out things on her own scares me.

However it’s all part of growing up no matter how scary or nerve wrecking of a thought it is, theres no stopping it. Time to face it.

I’d figure I’d try this because it looks pretty sweet. I have no idea what i’m doing yet soo lets have patience (: