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It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Making love to his tonic and gin
He says, "Son, can you play me a memory?
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes"
Today was my last day of high school(i hope). At first I was really excited to not have to deal with the same shit and work. But then it slowly hit me, that high school is over. It wasn't the fact that college is coming, or I'm going to end up moving yet again, but all these memories came flooding back. Whether it was meeting Jake and Rich in between classes in 10th grade, Senora Ronacher in 9th grade, walking around after getting kicked out of chem in 11th grade, or just not going to most of my classes in 12th grade. They're all just slowly adding their weight.
Today just shows the persistance of memory. I really wish I could forget all these things, cause looking back on them makes me feel old and depressed. I can't help but feel alone. I can't put my finger on it.
what a fucked up situation. schools done, but I can't stop feeling upset about it being over, and being happy. im ranting now.
leave your thoughts or not, and please dont say stuff like "you'll make new memories in college" its just too cliche for stuff like this.
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Making love to his tonic and gin
He says, "Son, can you play me a memory?
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes"
Today was my last day of high school(i hope). At first I was really excited to not have to deal with the same shit and work. But then it slowly hit me, that high school is over. It wasn't the fact that college is coming, or I'm going to end up moving yet again, but all these memories came flooding back. Whether it was meeting Jake and Rich in between classes in 10th grade, Senora Ronacher in 9th grade, walking around after getting kicked out of chem in 11th grade, or just not going to most of my classes in 12th grade. They're all just slowly adding their weight.
Today just shows the persistance of memory. I really wish I could forget all these things, cause looking back on them makes me feel old and depressed. I can't help but feel alone. I can't put my finger on it.
what a fucked up situation. schools done, but I can't stop feeling upset about it being over, and being happy. im ranting now.
leave your thoughts or not, and please dont say stuff like "you'll make new memories in college" its just too cliche for stuff like this.