Here's to Senior year.

"I want to go to California!"

I've heard her lips utter these six words over, and over, and over, and over, and over again.
Her angelic voice always covered the room as she sang "there's a boy out on the coast of california. there's a world out there and it's waiting for you."

Her determination and constant nagging finally took a toll and put her on a plane, and off to Cali she went.
I was ready to recieve a load of text messages of how she never wanted to leave, I was antciapating the losing of her heart to the glamour state.

Which is why the text message I recieved left me in a state of confusion
as it read "This isn't where I belong."

"Cali?"
"yessss. its crazy"
"Not what you want? "
"Not even close"
"what changed your mind?"
" don't know, guess I created this wonderland in my mind,  but its not that all"
" Well Abby, at least you got to expierence it and know that it's not where you want to be "

Here's to acting like we know exactly what we want, and heres to well, changing our mind because nothing in our life has to be set & stone.
Here's to every excuse being "Whatever, it's our last year"
Here's to "one last times"
Here's to Senior nights.
17. world at our finger tips.
Here's to Senior Year.