Goodbye, greek philosopher.

Well, this past Friday was my last day at Plato's. It's crazy that I am leaving it after so long! I realized that almost all my friends have at one point in time worked there. Most have left, and I have remained. But now even I have left. Reliving the memories:

• Lady telling me that she bought her pants big because she "planned on gaining weight", but then she didn't so that's why she's selling brand new pants.
• Dancing to Concrete Beats after hours.
• Dressing up in crazy costumes to film our movies... which we probably find way funnier than they actually are.
• Lady telling me that she left her "cute little James Bond gun" in a hotel pillowcase by accident. But then again she also left her concealed weapons permit so she can't carry it anyway.
• All our parties. Hollywood Walk of Fame, Minute to Win It, Twilight, Christmas parties, movie parties, game parties. They were the best.
• That one game where you write a sentence, and then the next person draws a picture about it, and then the next person writes a sentence about the picture, etc. I have never laughed so hard in my life.
• Our wall in the back room that is a collage of song lyrics, signatures, drawings, and inside jokes.
• Lady telling me that her bank keeps on stealing her money so her card never works. "But I know how to work the system. Run it as credit."
• Grab Bag. Oh my gosh. Need I say more?
• Man convinced that there was going to be a fire in our store on Grab Bag and no one would be able to get out and would not shut up about it.
• Breakfast in the big dressing room.
• Lady wigging out because we don't take checks and because we won't sell her $45 pants for $20. So she storms out to find a credit card and her daughter pockets her coupon while her mom's not looking.
• Hipster day.
• Late night trips to Frogurt, Weinerschnitzel, and Del Taco.
• Hanging out: Bananagrams, Zupas, and antique shops with Rosie, bowling with Melanie, Nikki, and Kolby, doing hair and watching Salt with Natalie, Ke$ha with Nikki, double dates and Modern family with Tasha, mission farewells and homecomings with Cheryl and Carrie, Pirate-Os with Melanie, stalking Facebook and hair wraps with Annie and Sierra, MGMT with Rosie and Tina, SLC Arts Festival and Draper Days with Madi and Sierra, pretty much everything under the sun with Sierra. And probably a lot more I can't think of.
• Shewolf in Plato's Closet.
• Wondering why there was underwear on the floor, and then Cheryl asking if it was mine.
• Plato's romances, and romance advice.
• The infamous lady that peed in a shoe.
• And of course, most importantly all the amazing and lifelong friendships I formed during my time there. Cheryl, Nikki, Tina, Ashley, Natalie, Kolby, Rosie, Tasha, Sierra, Madi, Steffen, Kylee, Annie, Tyler, Melanie, Tricia, Kimber, Robin, Phil, and everyone else. I'm gonna miss you like crazy!

Satisfaction.

I hate those nights when you have all this creative energy, like you want to write a song, or a novel, or redecorate a room, or paint a picture while listening to Adele. But you don't know how to write or paint.

So really, the best I can do is sit in bed and read Old Letters like a Company of Thieves song. Sometimes someone else's creativity is as close as you can get.

Current obsessions.

1. Demi Lovato
I thought about making Skyscraper the only song on my playlist thing so anyone who visits my blog would be forced to listen to it. But seriously, just listen to #5. You will fall in love.

2. Switched at Birth
Even with its less-than-great acting, extremely fast moving plot, and removal of two amazingly attractive male characters within the first few episodes, this show still manages to make me teary-eyed every Monday night.

3. The Calendar

The fact that I am moving out exactly 3 weeks from today is kind of freaking me out! I still have way too much stuff to do. But I am also very much obsessed with it and I can't wait!

24.

Days until I move out, that is. Less than a month. I don't even know what to do! And 14 days until I am done with Plato's Closet. That place has consumed half my life for the past two years. I am not going to know what to do with myself when I no longer work there. But I feel like it's going to be a good feeling. Better than a good feeling.

The real question is what am I still doing up at 2:30 in the morning, writing a blog post? I don't have an answer. I slept for 16 hours two nights ago so now I can't sleep at all. It's pretty fun.

I don't know what to write about though... My life just consists of living one day at a time and waiting for it to take me somewhere, like to college. But that's still 24 days away.

It's weird how sometimes your best friends are people you have known forever but never became friends with until later. That's how it is with all of my friends. I moved in when I was 12 and I was going to the same church as Danielle for all that time, but we didn't become friends until I was 16. And same with Sierra... We have gone to school together since 7th grade but somehow didn't become friends until senior year. Maybe we were all just trying to fight fate.
If so, I'm pretty happy fate won that one.

Graduation.

High school is over! As of this past Tuesday, I am officially a graduate of Alta High School Class of 2011. What a good feeling. Now to spend the summer living at work before I head off to college in the fall. Crazy.

Stars.

"Through violence you may murder the liar,
but you cannot murder the lie, 
nor establish the truth.
Through violence you may murder the hater,
but you do not murder hate.
In fact, violence merely increases hate. So it goes.
Returning violence for violence multiplies violence, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars.
Darkness cannot drive out darkness: 
only light can do that.
Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that."
Dr. Martin Luther King, Junior

April showers.

I figure I need at least one post every month, and as today is the last day of April, I figure I better crank one out.

I've had a hard month. The three AP tests I'm taking in the next two weeks have been the cause of most of my distress. Passing the French one is going to take a literal miracle.

The weather hasn't been helping me out either. The snow has continued all month. I even woke up to a fresh snowfall today. It's sickening.

I've had a lot of time to think this month, maybe even too much. With college looming over my head, and the time living at home winding down, it's really made me wonder where life is going to take me, who is going there with me, and what I want from both of those things. It's a strange feeling. I haven't really figured it out yet. Who has more influence on your future? People you knew, the ones you know, or who you will know in the future? Or are there a few that cross into all three that will really make the most difference? Only time can tell, I guess.