Like most high school students about to take the giant leap into adulthood, I am filled with both excitement and anxiety. However, I like to think that I'm filled with more excitement than anxiety. I've never stayed in one place for more than 4 years, so I'm due for a change. As a kid, you hate moving away so frequently because you're there long enough for you to take root, but there too little to really make any long lasting friends. I'm just excited for the independence that comes with college. I just think that I'm one of those people that's a lot better on their own than with other people.
A little part of me is a little nostalgic about leaving high school, but I'm not really one for spouting bullcrap so I'm just gonna say it: I don't think I'm gonna miss everyone and I think that it's kind of stupid for people to be sobbing over losing their friends. Like the only thing I'd be sad about is the start of the loss of our youth and the end of childhood. I think that I might miss some people in the beginning of the semester, but I'll get over them when I make new friends, like a lot of other people. Also, it's kind of stupid for some people to be crying over their friends when they're both going to UD or something. I don't know, I'm kind of cynical about the whole thing I guess. I was talking about it with probably my best friend from high school, and being such good friends we don't BS each other. We both agreed that we probably won't talk that much when we go off to different colleges. We may talk in the beginning and we'll definitely see each other over the summer, but other than that I doubt if we'll talk that much, even over breaks.
This is kind of sad to read I guess but it's just how it is. I'm a little bit too stone hearted for my own good I think.
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