Within the past 12 months, I've been to a funeral, countless 18th birthdays, spent hours in a nursing home, been accused of stealing money from the school, gotten caught ditching school and getting saturday school, come home drunk and shirtless, wake up somewhere I don't remember getting to, gained relationships, ruined relationships, been to a debut, cried in front of an audience, contemplated driving off a cliff, found God, lost faith, cut practice, quit a team, joined a team, made friends, lost touch with friends, laughed, been belligerently drunk, gained weight, lost self confidence, dug a grave, drank with my brother, fallen into deep depression, fallen into utter bliss, hated school, loved school, joined asb, got a job, hated my job, gotten into fights, broken up fights, walked away from fights, lied, cheated, loved, hated, enjoyed, regretted, and now what's left?
I'm ready for college, I want to leave this behind, take some memories and forget others. I'm going to become the better version of myself, and hopefully I can keep certain relationships that I've made up till now, but realistically, who knows where any of us will be in the next 20 years? I'll live in the moment, understanding what's to come in the future. This year has been the longest and most difficult year for me. When I go to college, I'm leaving it all behind and starting new. To those who actually care to keep our friendship alive, I really hope we can, because I'm willing to do what I can to keep you guys close. To those who've told me the effortlessly concocted cliches like "I'll always be here for you" or "we'll be friends/bros/homies/bff's forever" and then leave me hanging... Well, I wish you could keep your promises. But we never do, so thank you for abusing my trust and faith in people's words. Ah, I can't wait to move on. Well, only 2 more months of high school left, and 3 more months of summer before we move on with our lives. Scary, isn't it? Everyone has to move on at some point, but if you're a true friend, then don't lose touch please!
Berkeley, Class of 2015. I'm nervous, but I'll give it my best.
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