| - Miss Take -
Oh man, what a day...The end of my freshman year. Right about now, I wish I would have gotten a yearbook. I feel all nostalgic and emo, and I want to look through and remember the year. The most emotional moment of the day, though, which probably set this mood into motion, is when me, Mason, Sean, Hippie, and Erin were skipping 7th period, and we ran into Bretta. She's a senior, and won't be back. She was crying, and I felt so bad. I don't even really know her, but she knew my nickname. She called me Adam Clash a couple of times, and even hugged me. It made me feel sad, that this person, whom I was just starting to know, wouldn't be in the halls next year. We had a big group hug, and then our group had to leave, because Harding was out looking for Mason, who was skipping gym. We saw her again during 10th period, which we also skipped. I promised her that I would come see her at Taco Bell, even though I don't like tacos and I wouldn't be eating anything. I'll just go with Erin and Hippie to see her when they go to Taco Bell.
Jesus...Is this what the end of my senior year's going to be like? Just sitting there, in the halls, blowing off all classes and fighting back tears? Will it just be me hanging out with the gang one last time before the end of my childhood? God knows I'll never see them again once high school's out. I don't want to leave school. Once I do, it's going to be the same for the rest of my life. I'll get up, go to work, socialize on the smallest levels, go home, eat, and go to bed. I'll never get married, I'll never have kids, hell, I'll never have friends after I leave high school. I guess I'll just savor it while I can. After all, I'll never have these days back. |
