Holy Crap.

High school is ending.

I have always had trouble grasping the concept of time…okay not the concept, but the whole “living in the moment” thing.  I guess my real problem is that I don’t recognize when the “end” of something is near because I just don’t think about these things.  I like to enjoy myself, but in doing so I end up losing sight of reality.  And when it hits…it hits hard.  

Maybe I’m just disillusioned by the idea that things will work themselves out and I will definitely see certain people in the future, so I choose to not say goodbye but instead write “see you later” in everybody’s yearbook.  The sad truth is that many people will disappear from my life, and all that is left of them is the little paragraph they wrote in my yearbook wishing me luck in college.  I wish it weren’t so.

I have trouble showing people I care and a lot of it is lost in translation with the squirms and squeals, but I do care deeply about my friends.  It seems as though time is running out for me to tell everybody before graduation and college.  I will do my best to strengthen my relationships before we all branch off into new chapters in our lives.

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