our hearts are all we get to bring so let's go ahead and make them worth something
Well so.. college is real I guess?
Who knew?
I just looked through old journal entries. I read what I wrote on this exact day for the past three years. I can't figure it out. It's pretty funny to think I was stressing SO much over things that I can't even remember now. It's weird to think that at this time next year I'll be sitting in my college dorm with a roommate, who I hope to God doesn't hate me, dealing with some sort of..something..I won't remember anything about 5 years from now.
I'm graduating. We all are. In 80 days and about 14 hours, I will be walking into that stadium in my cap and gown and sitting with my best friends, graduating. The moment we've been dreaming about for the past 4 years is going to take place in less than 81 days.
700 days, that's all high school is. Out of the 20 or 30,000 days that we'll live. It's incredible how big of an impact 700 days can have, let alone 4 or 5. How many of those 700 days have we spent stressing over a paper we left until the last minute or crying over someone we don't even think about anymore? And how many memories have we made in just 700 days? That first day of freshman year, the dances, the beginning of summer parties? And so much will happen between now and graduation- matriculation tests, PROM, bible studies, we'll move into the new HUB, Jackie and Julia will come home, signing yearbooks, taking finals. All in 81 short days. And then the rest of our lives are going to start. But just for kicks, let's make these next 81 days count.
Who knew?
I just looked through old journal entries. I read what I wrote on this exact day for the past three years. I can't figure it out. It's pretty funny to think I was stressing SO much over things that I can't even remember now. It's weird to think that at this time next year I'll be sitting in my college dorm with a roommate, who I hope to God doesn't hate me, dealing with some sort of..something..I won't remember anything about 5 years from now.
I'm graduating. We all are. In 80 days and about 14 hours, I will be walking into that stadium in my cap and gown and sitting with my best friends, graduating. The moment we've been dreaming about for the past 4 years is going to take place in less than 81 days.
700 days, that's all high school is. Out of the 20 or 30,000 days that we'll live. It's incredible how big of an impact 700 days can have, let alone 4 or 5. How many of those 700 days have we spent stressing over a paper we left until the last minute or crying over someone we don't even think about anymore? And how many memories have we made in just 700 days? That first day of freshman year, the dances, the beginning of summer parties? And so much will happen between now and graduation- matriculation tests, PROM, bible studies, we'll move into the new HUB, Jackie and Julia will come home, signing yearbooks, taking finals. All in 81 short days. And then the rest of our lives are going to start. But just for kicks, let's make these next 81 days count.