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So we graduated.
We marched down an aisle between two sections of folding chairs, we listened to our top kids give their well earned speeches and share with us whatever wisdom they've accrued in eighteen years, and we shook hands and took the pieces of paper that made it official that we're no longer highschoolers. And at the end, a lot was the same but everything was different. And honestly, I haven't been the same since.
I don't know exactly what's wrong. Or maybe nothing's wrong, and it's just too different and new. But something hasn't felt right since the night we graduated. I'm usually a reasonably articulate girl, but I don't even quite know how to put into words what exactly it is. I feel startlingly withdrawn, isolated, and insecure. Highschool, the institution that's occupied most of my time for the last four years, is over. My friends are busy. For the most part, they don't call and sometimes I'm pretty near convinced it's because they'd prefer that I not be there. And sometimes I don't blame them. It's got to get annoying to have a tagalong all the time.
I really just don't have any direction. I'm lost and lonely and confused and bored with everything. And I hate clouds and rain.
I need a change of scenery. Or a time machine so I can go back and relive the last four years.
We marched down an aisle between two sections of folding chairs, we listened to our top kids give their well earned speeches and share with us whatever wisdom they've accrued in eighteen years, and we shook hands and took the pieces of paper that made it official that we're no longer highschoolers. And at the end, a lot was the same but everything was different. And honestly, I haven't been the same since.
I don't know exactly what's wrong. Or maybe nothing's wrong, and it's just too different and new. But something hasn't felt right since the night we graduated. I'm usually a reasonably articulate girl, but I don't even quite know how to put into words what exactly it is. I feel startlingly withdrawn, isolated, and insecure. Highschool, the institution that's occupied most of my time for the last four years, is over. My friends are busy. For the most part, they don't call and sometimes I'm pretty near convinced it's because they'd prefer that I not be there. And sometimes I don't blame them. It's got to get annoying to have a tagalong all the time.
I really just don't have any direction. I'm lost and lonely and confused and bored with everything. And I hate clouds and rain.
I need a change of scenery. Or a time machine so I can go back and relive the last four years.