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On this week's entry of Kaii's Khronicles Unfiltered

July 27, 2024

It's the last full week of July, and summer is almost over. School starts soon, and to be honest, I'm excited to see what this school year will bring. This year, my plan is to focus less on my social standing at school and more on my education, especially since last year was full of crazy side quests, boy drama, and friends. I want this year to be very productive and serious.

Let's take it back for a little recap. Last year, I started school in July (this was before I transferred, by the way). It was a small high school with only about 75-80 students total. I was the co-editor-in-chief of our monthly newsletter, and I liked having that title. It was fun to collaborate with others and make new bonds. I enjoyed the challenge of working through conflicts and disagreements. I liked helping people solve problems, and trust me, there were a lot of them. 

Last school year was good until just about October. I usually love that time of year—the cold weather and the excitement for the upcoming holidays. *I have to mention two major events that happened before the start of the end: 1. I met my GBSF (girl best friend) and 2. I became a fein.* Then I found out we were moving across the country to New Mexico, and I didn't want to do it. I didn't tell my mom that, though, because she wanted to do what was best for our family, so I acted like I was all for it. This caused several problems in the family dynamic but also pulled us together, knowing my older siblings wouldn't be moving with us and I would now be the oldest daughter in the house. Because of this, I started doing some crazy things with my friends, knowing the time we had together was very limited, as I would be leaving in a few weeks. I spent New Year's with my BSF, and we had a ball making TikToks on the roof and going on 2mans. We was lit asf .

Later in January, my birthday came, and it was weird. I felt a change, a shift. I started acting more erratically; (EX.sneaking out fighting stealing robbing & mobbing)I don't know why. I've thought about a lot of the choices I made earlier in the year, and I don't know why I did them. I'm just going to chalk it up to being naive. Don't get me wrong, I still am at times, but I'm growing to act more like my normal mature self rather than the "bad girl" I was trying to be.

Luckily, we didn't move across the country, but we did move to a new side of town, out of the bittersweet comfort of "the hood" and into the suburbs. This move took me away from my friends and made me transfer to my current school. One thing about me: I don't like change. I know it happens, and you can't stop it, but I hate it all the same. I didn't want to let go of the old things I had grown out of, but I had to. Even if I wouldn't admit it to my mother, I think, in some ways, she made a good choice.

The end of the school year was pretty fun, chaotic, and wild. I felt like a fish out of water going to a big school with a big reputation and over 2000+ students. I did things that I'm not exactly proud of, but I made it through the year nonetheless. I met people, made some friends and good acquaintances, and allowed myself time to adapt to this crazy jungle of a school I wasn't used to. When school ended, I felt at peace but anxious, knowing I would have to do it all over again. And now that the school year is right around the corner, I've realized that it doesn't matter what happens or why it happens; it's what you do in the aftermath that truly matters. Life moves on no matter what. The sun will rise and set every day, regardless of how you feel about yourself or other people.