Since the high school year started I was worried about losing my close friends. Our schedules didn't match up and since I recently moved from St.John to Schereville I now don't ride the bus with all them. Yes, I was one of those crazy Clark kids. I was worried that I would lose the two biggest influences in my life. Somehow I thought my friendships with them would suddenly fall like it was never there. But I just recently realized, they care just as much as I. Sure, we talk about our new friends, but who do our new friends hear us talk about? The old ones. I'm glad that this whole transition, which by now I'm use to, hasn't torn my friendships to dust. Since the move I feel like my only ties to back home are my friends. Seeing them in the halls always adds a spark to my day. Hopefully one of these years I will get a class or lunch with them. Believe it or not, I love school, I must be that one in a million. It's already mid-October, freshman year is flying by. High School really isn't as bad as TV and movies make it. I'm no longer intimidated by the next 3 years.
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