Fashion High Memories

Leaving school on Tuesday night Nov. 24th all I could do was think about my old life in NYC… in weeks before every night that I left school late and walked home my thoughts would go straight to NYC. I’ve apparently been missing my friends. I speak to them often but it’s not the same. It’s pretty sad to hear Lizette asking me when I’m coming back and to only be able to tell her IDK maybe some time next year. It’s crazy to not see the people that you’ve hung out with everyday day throughout high school. We’ve grown together and it sucks being so far apart.

Funny thing is I thought I wouldn’t miss Fashion High at all but I do. I miss the people who made it what it was. Yes I don’t miss the drama but dang I miss the laughs. I miss hanging out in KP’s (he was the soccer coach and my freshman math teacher) room during lunch because my friends and I thought the lunch room was lame. I miss going to school early in the morning and having breakfast with Lizette… all we ever talked about was random stuff as we waited for Art class to start. Dudes omg I seriously miss hanging out on 42nd street and hitting up café Zaiya they have the best spicy Chicken burger ever!

I miss AP English class and sitting beside Crysbel my crazy Ecuadorian amiga… her laugh is hysterical and home girl would turn pink, luckily we still keep in touch ^_^
But no joke fashion High was the bomb, we were pretty lucky when it came to certain things. Celebs walking in an out, especially because our fashion shows were a big deal.. I miss that whole excitement. The bowling team and just being stupid… I miss my FRIENDS!! So yea that’s what I’ve been thinking about lately walking through campus, walking home and just reflecting on the good times.. I know I’m going to make a lot of memories at BYU as well but it’s when you leave a place you realize how amazing it really was…