Happy 130th post.
This, my friends, is the last week of my freshman year.
This is my sister's last week of High School.
This is my brother's last week of Elementary School.
We're growing up.
We're moving on.
I'll show you.
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| Talia Ruth: Seventh Grader |
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| Talia Ruth: Eighth Grade |
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| Talia Ruth: Nineth Grade |
That is us now.
Basicly.
Granted, my face isn't always like that.
Okay. It is most of the time.
My point being, is that look at the difference over the years!
I went from awkward glasses-
To less awkward contacts-
To make up.
This last week is built up of who I became in
Three.
Short.
Years.
You were given three, very short years, to create a person.
This person needed to be defined by what they stood for.
What they believed in.
Who their friends are.
The face they bring to school each day,
whether it be angy or happy.
I became who I never thought or even DREAMED of could be.
Granted, I dreamed of being Kim Possible by day, Hannah Montana by night.
This is so much more.
This is your life.
This is my life.
Live hard.
beautifully said.
ReplyDeletethat's so cool that emilee and I were just talking about that how in the last three years we have all became dang hot babes.
ReplyDeleteoh and. tuesday. freshman year prank.
what's it gonna be?
Talia!!!!!!!!!!!! You haven't posted in like a week I miss your constant blogging!
ReplyDeleteDearest Talia-
ReplyDeleteHere are some things I admire of you (since I didn't get to sign your yearbook):
1)You are so practical. I fly off the handle at stupid things all the time, and you're there to pull me back to earth.
2)You always speak your mind, and you don't care who hears it. Admirations galore.
3)And last, but definitely not the end of all I admire about you, is your talent. You do so many things, and you do all of them well. I wish you luck at Julliard!