I always love snow... it being in the middle of spring just makes it all the more unique and great. it's so beautiful I can't help loving it. At least until i have to walk around in it. hahah. So i went to prom and honestly, it wasn't very good. last year I felt out of place and slightly uncomfortable, only because i'm too self conscious to really want to dance, but this year I felt out of place because i was just thinking... I don't belong with these people at all anymore. I just don't identify with any of them. I'm so done with all of the people that I go to school. minus a select few. I don't really have senioritis, because my workload is so light, but I am at the point where I cannot handle any more of the immaturity i'm faced with on a daily basis. Anyways, i'm glad and sad that it will be over in a few weeks. I don't handle change well at all but i know i'm ready to be out of high school. For your viewing pleasure (hopefully), here's another sonnet I wrote for my 1000 lines... this one's a bit more melancholy, although it's also about spring (i'm writing a collection of spring sonnets hahah).
nature sends a silent beacon
somehow synchronizing subjects
of her rein, they choose a seeming
random day to bloom, and beaming
sunlight fools them all to expect
steadiness of her, but weaken,
weaken, that they do, when frosted
wind sweeps through the boughs and petals
of the trees and roses that grow
slow and beautiful. but you know
sadness that I have, it settles
over when I think, exhausted
realizing that roses always die
before their beauty from me springs a sigh
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