twelve days.

I remember being in 1^st grade just wishing I was in 3^rd grade. Then I was in 7^th grade just hoping those two years would fly by so I would be a high school freshman. I blinked and I was graduating high school. It isn’t an exaggeration when I say my two years at Western flew by. Part of me is happy that it flew by because I am so excited to move onto bigger and better things in my life, but a part of me is also sad because my time here is quickly coming to an end. Exactly 12 days until I graduate and embark on a new journey.

Here’s to making 12 days worth of memories that will last a lifetime.