Last Day of School Reflections

Well, I can't believe this is my last day of school. This is it. In two more weeks I graduate and then I'll be moving about 900 miles away to go to college. That means I won't see my friends or family more than two times a year when I come up for the major holidays. It's kind of sad when I sit back and reflect on it because I've known this town and these people for 18 wonderful years and I'm not sure I'm ready to give it all up.

Don't get me wrong, I'm very excited to be moving on to college and I was able to get into the college of my choice with a curriculum that is very enticing and intriguing to me, and I very much look forward to moving in with my boyfriend and growing up and such.

I'm not afraid, of course. Not really. The only thing I'm afraid of is losing touch with everyone. Just about all the college graduates I've talked with have lost touch with their high school friends, except a select few. Except, my high school friends and I have, quite literally, grown up together, right from Kindergarden up. It's kind of scary to think I might lose that.

Anyway, I just thought I'd share my thoughts. Thanks for reading my little rant. I'm mentally preparing myself to go home tonight and start packing up some of the things I'll need to take with me (only a month and a half till moving day).