I never thought that by the time my senior year had arrived I would have changed so much. My brother Michael had told me "You find out who people really are your junior year.", the summer I was going to start my freshman year. Little did I know that he was actually speaking the truth. I have seen many people come and go in the last four years. I became really close to some people, and others I merely had an enjoyable, but short acquaintance with. Some we were friends because of our classes, others because we had similar interests at the time. I will admit to my partying phase that began my sophomore year, and did not end until the middle of my senior year. All of the people who I had associated myself with partying are the people who I enjoyed the most. After a while I realized that these people were really not my friends, so I began to slowly inch away from them. I still sometimes miss them and I occasionally hang out with them, but after coming to such a realization that I had and accepting the fact that they were not the best people to hang around, it became easier. So I sit here and reflect on my high school experience, let alone, my senior year, I can truly say that I have changed. I cannot say that I am proud of every moment because I am not. I cannot say that I do not regret some of the decisions I have made through the years because I do. I can say that even though I wasn't always doing what I was supposed to be doing, that I always had fun. I can say that I am glad everything that happened did happen, because I am not a vulnerable, naive, little teenage girl anymore. The decisions that I have made have sculpted me, broke me, and built me up into the girl I am. I am no longer afraid of the things I used to be afraid of. I have discovered interests that I never thought I was interested in. I am more self motivated than I have ever been in my whole entire life, and I understand that life is so precious and so is every single waking and sleeping (because Lord knows we love our sleep) moment. High school is a drag, high school is a breeze, but high school may be just the place where we can dive deep into our wandering minds and scoop out a little bit of curiosity. Whatever may spark our interest and because we are young, and we are careless, we can be those risk takers and those troubled teenagers. Because we are only those people for a few short years, and although you may not be the most noble or holy or popular (whatever we are supposed to be or want to be) person in your town or school, you have the right to be YOUNG. It is a one in a lifetime chance. No one else will step in your shoes and be able to make the decisions you make. So let us dress the way we dress and act the way we act, because eventually (for most of us) we will snap out of it and become the "responsible adult" our parents have been trying to make us for so long. Let us learn our lessons the hard way. Let us try whatever we want to try because we may not find something we truly love the first time we try it. We may be stupid and wreck less and have no idea what we are in for, but that is part of living. I know that life comes at you fast and when you are coming to the end of a big stage in your life, you sit back and try to put all the pieces together and make sense of it all. You are never going to do that and it may not ever make any bit of sense, but hopefully you will have a recollection of memories and you can look back with a smile across your face and say, "I may not be proud of that, but I am sure as hell glad I did it."
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