we're all whores, but some of us get paid.

here we are again.

last year, in april of 2009, i made a pact to myself; over the summer, i'd change.
now, an exact year later, i can honestly say that i have. it took much longer than two months of summer vacation, it took exactly a year, but i did it.

and now, all that's left for me to do is say goodbye to the school i've made so many memories in. the one i spent three years in, just growing up and learning. i'm not a little sixth grader anymore. i'm not a quiet, unconfident person. i'm not afraid to say something anymore. i've changed in these three years. and all the memories i've made here... good and bad, they helped me.

i made it through middle school. and that was a different adventure, a whole other adventure. i'm starting a new one, and within this new adventure, i'm going to make another pact to make another change; recognize my faults for what they are, and if they're really good or bad, and then use them in a way that can help.

i'd need a lot of help, and a lot more time... four years do it? let's hope..