tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56192582118331674992009-06-07T16:59:46.454-07:00Jillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04274910849766820953noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619258211833167499.post-8135285945433354402009-06-07T16:56:00.000-07:002009-06-07T16:59:23.951-07:00Tomorrow begins my last full week of high school. It's really interesting. I've spent the past four years at Royal, making friends, making memories and now it's basically over. I've accomplished everything i've wanted to from ASB to Water Polo to academics. It feels good to look back and know that there are no regrets. <div><br /></div><div>I don't regret a single thing i've done, a single opportunity i didn't take. I honestly wouldn't take back a single moment of high school, there's no reason. Now - i dont know if i'm looking back on this in a pre-nostaglic where of course i can't have any regrets, it hasn't even ended yet, but i dont think so. </div><div><br /></div><div>The end of high school has come at the right time. I'm ready to let it all go and start over. Chicagoooo isn't soon enough!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5619258211833167499-813528594543335440?l=pseudonymous.blogspot.com'/></div>Jillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04274910849766820953noreply@blogger.com0