class of 2009.

as we all know; class of 2009 is almost over...

i remember my first day of freshman year.. when i walked through the door of Camden County Vocational. it was the fucking steps that got to me cause by the time i got to the top i didnt even have enough breath to say hi to people i knew. lol just kidding.. no seriously though them steps were ridiculous... anyways i thought making friends were gonna be a hard deal in highschool.. honestly i didnt care.. there were some kids i knew from elementry.. and some kids i know from middle school... and while i walked the halls to my classes i just wished i coulda been at penn high with the rest of my so-called friends; which most of them has changed... true even i did.. but if the relationships we had were real.. im pretty sure we wouldnt all be distant right now... but anyways.. i remember i passed my freshman yr with flying colors. lol i remember gym classes was a bitch. they use to make us run the track 10 laps or something.. shit me and my homeboy nardo use to fake that shit.. and walk the whole way.. or sit in the benches with some other ppl and smoke some weed. lol them were the days. i wont forget the 4 big black girls i use to chill with.. i wont shout they names out but them was the coolest black girls. lol i use to chill with everyone there.. everyone knew me and i knew them. small school small world. funny huh? i remember when my good old friends stephen and quang they were juniors; they looked out for me like i was their bby sister; they use to give me ride to school as soon as they got their license. lol i remember they use to pick me up at 7 knowing we gotta be at school by 715.. or something like that.. and we use to always make stops to dunkin donuts to even stop in front of the school.. spark a cig... and one of us will pop out "wanna go to denny's?" and of course we all go and cut school for the day. lol.. i miss you guys.. where you guys been? im graduating and i havent heard from you since... who knows when.? huys... and here goes the dramatic part. halfway through my sophmore year.. my parents decided to tell me were moving to worcester, ma... and im thinking to myself wtf is out there for me? blah blah i move here and things went downhill for me.. i stopped going to school.. went when i wanted to.. did what i could do.. i gave up.. partially.. junior year comes around and i had to sit next to every class with this girl name carney.. honestly we use to hate each other guts when i first moved here... smh.. somehow we just started meeting ends and now.. now we are still friends.. better than anyone could have ever thought of us being friends. but apparently.. junior year was.. whatever to us.. we went to class when we wanted to leave to mcdonalds everyday and eventually we found our way to boston.. and stopped kinda going to school.. lol so when it finally caught on to us.. we got kicked out of our home school to get sent to an alternative school.. apparently... we did no better.. we stopped going to school in oct... and i went mach in feb... i still barely went.. and i guess... i get these papers telling me.... im walking the stage with my class... i can honestly say... and i must admit.. i wish i coulda done highschool all over again to make the best of it.. because i was never there... to go to all my classes and get some work done... to brag to my parents i got all a's or b's on my report card.... i know they wished for that... and i havent gotten goood grades like that since freshman yr.. i know there were more memories in between the words i wrote.. but these are from the top of my head... and i wish i coulda remembered more than i can right now...

i know i talk alot.. but.. this means alot to me.. i can sit here and cry for hours if i could.. just the fact that i made it... i made my class of 2009... i am proud of myself because i barely made it... but i did and it makes me proud because when i walk that stage on june 3rd, ill be looking out into the crowd to see my dad... my mom somewhere smiling, crying and clapping their hands for me.... the only people i care really about being there.. is my parents.. yeah.. friends.. thanksss... but... my parents... i just cant wait to see their face for being there and doubting me.. for so long.... i got this diploma for them...i bust my ass near the end.. to get them my diploma.. i know their proud of me.. deep down.... smh i know they just wanna get me a brand new car.. LOL. jk.

but.. its finally comming to an end.. i wished it coulda been better; but i wont forget the things ive done, the people i've met, the people i've kept and the people who has been there for me...

mr. fails; in-house teacher.. i spent alot of time in there.. he was my inspiration.

and carney; as me & my girls say... we are alike in many ways and different in some. she is part of me too.

in the end

i'll be walking across the stage.. to Worcester Technical High...& CSC...

thanking those school's and camden county vocational, for making the best memories possible.

x3

donna thuy le.