i'm back :)

A new month, a new girl. A lot has happened since I last posted, and I guess you can say that is part of the reason I wasn't writing like I had been.
My junior year is rapidly speeding towards the end, and it's almost..terrifying. Some of the people who I was introduced to this year have completely changed my life for the better, and I learned to let go of those who truly were tearing me down. I personally believe that I'm a strong, independent girl. And I am. But, I've built walls around me to block out people who have too much hate in them to be a part of my life. And I like myself this way. I like me, finally. Junior year was probably the best of my years so far. I finally learned who I am, and proved to myself that hard work actually does pay off.
Who am I? I'm Kristen Nicole, the high school student who works her ass off just to try and pass her classes. The girl who wears black almost everyday, but refuses to double an outfit during the weeks that fly by.The girl who reads like a fiend and shops like it's a job, though she still cannot seem to snag one. The beauty school dropout who ironically has grown to fall even harder for makeup then during the entire year in cosmetology. The girl who finds beauty in everything and has no room for hatred in her mind. I like me. I'm sorry if you don't, but I forgive you.
I find it extremely hard to believe that for one, my best friend is finally moving home. Home where he belongs. Home with me, his best friend..my other half. Two, I'm researching college and recently took an SAT. I remember being in elementary school and watching saved by the bell, and being so confused as to why there were more than 100 points on a test.. and why it was such a big deal. 3, I'm going to be leaving my technical school, cosmetology, where I fell in love with a group of the most incredible people I've ever been surrounded with in my entire life. I'm going to miss the 11-4 days at MTC, but I'm sure I'll stay close with most or all of the girls I've met. And lastly, that I'm going to be a senior, which means college..which means growing up. I'm planning on going to FIT if I am one of the lucky 19,000 freshmen to be accepted in the fall. Which means, New York City. New York City is a vacation for me, usually. But living there? Not with mommy, daddy, or big sis to hold me when I'm sad. Growing up is scary.
I'm happy and excited for what the summer, and my senior year has to bring. I'm optimistic. I'm ready. I'm new. Bring it on.


:) Talk to you all soon

Love always..Kristen.