School.

May 17, 2006 14:34

It's still hard to grasp that my senior year is almost over; and in August I'll be heading out to East Lansing to live on my own and finally become an adult. Today was our senior breakfast, and I cried a little bit. Especially when our class sponsor went up and told everyone how we had helped him just as much as he had helped us grow, character-wise. I love Mr. Salgat, I've known him my entire life. He used to coach me in Little Leagues and he's still so proud of me for that, he is the absolute nicest man alive, and it makes me sad knowing that I won't get to see him every day anymore. Now it puts tears in my eyes when I listen to "My Wish" by Rascal Flatts when our class president told us that's exactly what she wanted to say to us before we were all split up forever. I'm such a dork. I LOVE high school. It's such a comfort zone. I like seeing the people I love on a regular basis and going to dances and playing soccer with the same team for years at a time. I'm going to miss everybody so much, because everything is going to change. The future freaks me out.

Ryan Adams' version of Wonderwall is probably one of the most amazing songs ever.
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