It's been two weeks since my last post, so I'm already failing the rule of "pick a schedule you can live with, and stick to it." Then again, that's probably due to the lack of interesting things to say for the past 14 days, and to be honest not much has changed. Yet, as one must exercise consistently if they wish to better their physique, one must continue to write consistently if they wish to improve their writing. So I guess for today I'll try sticking to the schedule and get a bit more introspective.
My senior year of high school is almost over. 1 more day till senior skip day. 11 more till the last day of classes. 18 more till senior prom. 21 till graduation. So soon, yet at the same time so much will happen between then. A lot of that will trying to enjoy what I have as much as I can while I still have it. In just a few short months, I'll be starting my freshman year of college, and along with that my first real experience with the "real" world. So far life's been pretty simple, although it might not have seen so with the endless torrent of homework and exams and disappointment in math class. Thinking about how much will change, both what will be gained and what will be lost brings me to the famous words
You don't know what you've got until it's gone.
They haven't rung truer than they do now. Among all the experiences and memories I've associated with high school, the good greatly outweighs the bad, and for that reason I'm filled with a great sense of bitter-sweetness. Sure, I'll be having great new experiences in college; rooming with one of my best friends, exploring the city, meeting new people, learning new things. Yet on the other hand, my four years in high school have given me so many golden moments. Wiping out on the bottom of a hill that was not meant to be ridden on a Rip-Stik, driving a boat like a madman around a lake, being taught how to make macaroni over a voice chat, countless nights at friend's houses (and hot tubs).
Sometimes I wish that things wouldn't change. Most of the time I realize that's just silly. Every now and then I consider the sweet spot that lies between the two. Joseph Parry talked about friends with
Make new friends, but keep the old; Those are silver, these are gold.
But the quote can be applied to life in general. There will always be chances to try new things and make new memories, and I will seize those chances (and drag my friends along) with fervor. And no matter what happens, I will always have the memories I've made so far.
Back to the topic of high school, or rather its imminent end, it's just something I'll come to terms with in time. And many, many graduation parties. As I look to the future while saying goodbye to the people and building that has essentially been my second family and home for the past four years, I'm brought to one last quote.
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
- Winnie the Pooh