When I'm close to tears at a Thespian Picnic, I know it's the end of the year.
When I start panicking and laughing hysterically because I am too relaxed, I know it's the end of the year.
When I start planning outfits for my summer activities, it is definitely the end of the year. (And time to find a new hobby).
I'm having some bitter-sweet feelings about the end. At the beginning of the summer I felt like I needed to get home schooled because I didn't feel like this year was going to be good at all. I didn't want to loosen up with my standards and all the good feelings that I had experienced during the year. I didn't want to face the friends that I knew I would have to drift from.
But something encouraged me to stay.
And even through one of the hardest years of my life, I think I know why I needed to stay. Through my trials this year, I have been blessed with such strength. With every emotional break-down, I have been able to be lifted up and built to be a better person. As I have tried new things and met new people, I have been able to grow as a person.
So, while I go and have one of those emotional breakdowns again, I hope that everyone I have interacted with this year knows that even though I am a tight-wad, try-hard, Mormon, you made me better in every way! :)