Second semester senior
It’s coming.
Soon, I’ll (hopefully) graduate from Arcadia High School and (hopefully) attend a college I want to.
I was thinking today about how change is the only inevitable constant. And how sometimes you have no control over it. An elective here, a class there, or a teacher change is all it takes to start drifting from friends and after a while, when it’s not the same anymore, it’s too late to fix what you used to have. No matter how hard you try, it will never be the same. Could it be better? Maybe, possibly. But it will never be the same.
These next few months I want to hang out with old friends again. Those who made me who I am today. Those who used to matter to me, but I may not talk to today.
Because after I graduate - everyone is going their separate ways and it will be even easier to drift than ever before.
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