Two days left in this town

On Friday my dad's coming all the way here to pick me up along with some stuff. Tomorrow I'm going to have to lock myself into my room and pack clothes and anything else I will need or want right away. Then I'll just pack and stow away the rest in a corner until my room is complete and I can come and get it.

It's all happening so fast. I went into town tonight and we went by the school. I felt myself watching it as I went by and thinking again that this wasn't reality and that I'd suddenly wake up in class while one of our math teachers was prepping us for a math test. That right now as I type that tomorrow I'll wake up and my alarm will go off and I'll get up. I'd get dressed, do my hair and makeup, wait for my bus at the end of the drive way, and another day of school will begin. That I'd walk down the halls and see people I know and go about my day as usual.

But that's not going to happen. Tomorrow will be like the last few days for me:
Get up, eat something, lounge around the house, and pack things.

Can anyone stop time because I think I could use a time stopper so I can just take everything in. Maybe even go back a few days, or weeks, or years. Then just stop the time. It's as if yesterday I was walking into the big high school staring nervously at all the lockers and people. Just yesterday I was doing Geography and Phys. Ed. Just yesterday I was meeting people I never expected to change my life as they have. And today I've graduated, I'm moving, I have great friends, and I just hope I'll stay in contact with them over the years, if just a few.

Can someone say too soon? It's too soon for all of this. Heh, I remember when I was in grade nine and I had this stupid hair cut that was such a mistake. I wore colourful clothing and no make up at all. I was shy and reserved from many people. Now I wear almost all black, wearing eyeliner, I've dyed my hair god knows how many times, and I've learned the way of straight hair. I'm not as shy as before and I don't reserve myself as much. So I should say high school has helped me become who I am today; high school and good friends...scratch that GREAT friends.

So I write this with a heavy heart as I think of how much I'm going to miss the good days. Going way back, missing the days of swings with Phil, missing the days of going around town, missing the days of thinking when will summer be here, missing the days of going to Timmies, missing the days of sleep overs and WoW nights. I'm going to miss it all.

This is Exxy and I'm going to finish this up before I start to cry.

~Exxy~