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i hope you take a piece of me with you -third eye blind tomorrow is graduation. i am graduating high school tomorrow. 13 years of school ends tomorrow. a new chapter of my life begins after tomorrow. maybe if i think of 397 more ways to say it, i'll begin to grasp the fact that i am, indeed, growing up, and with growing up comes change, the thing i hate the most. i don't want to lose the friendships i have forged along this bumpy road of high school. few will stay in my hearts as i move on with my life, and that makes me sad. i wish i could bottle up all the good times i have had with various people, and wear it like a perfume on the days i'm feeling down. or i wish i could take pictures of everything, and make a flip book of the fun times as well as the sad times. i am almost an adult. i am almost in college. holy crap. i am scared shitless. =) |
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contemplative.