everything here is a lot of crap that made sense around my sophomore year of high school. it's not an apology but the truth.

I'm not the funniest among our friends, and I'm not the brightest in my classes. I'm not the one with the most memorable performance, and I'm not the one who's got the prettiest features. I've gathered through out this year, that I have to settle that I am not an extreme of anything. I'm right in the middle and I am not labeled anything. It's because of the person I was when I entered high school, the person I became in the past 2 years and the person I'm still aspiring to be. I don't know who I really am now or where I'll be in the future or what I want to do with myself, but I can bet you that I will be graduating Sachem leaving some sort of print as to who I am.