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end of the year
2003-06-05 at 2:20 p.m. what a productive day i had. left school at 10:30 to go get all the agenda i was missing, some good wendy's, got some money to pay the rents back. then back to school where i sat through the two worst classes...health and government. he rearranged our seats in gov't so now we get to stare at the other half of the class. yea, they look just about as bored as me. i spent the majority of class sucking on my pen. and i just can't believe its over. in some ways i'll miss seeing all the familiar faces, bored out of their minds. im sure i will see the same blank stares in college but the faces will be much more unfamiliar, and hundreds more of them in some classes. we really are leaving our comfort zones. and its funny because every single person i have talked to says they can't wait for the freedom, the change, myself included. in reality i think each and every one of us is petrified in some way that we are leaving this bubble that we call williamsville. i believe that some people are even leaving here to prove they are worldly, there not some stuck up kid from a suburb, they can handle being on their own. the thing is, even the most down to earth people did grow up in williamsville, perhaps lived in buffalo for a short while, but we are in no way worldly. i give a lot of credit to those who are trapsing off to distant places, and i wish you luck as you venture out of your bubble. as for me, my bubble has just expanded down maple road towards downtown. it's going to take a bit more for me to pop the bubble all together. and it was heartwrenching to write in some people's yearbooks. specifically christina...although we have gone separate ways we have still remained best friends. i believe it will be her that i will miss the most next year. writing her entry was the hardest of all. and then, whats even harder, is signing random peoples yearbooks whom you had a class two with through the years. no real past or present history with them. i never know what to say, i want to look at them and say "do you really want someone who you barely knew to be signing this yearbook, wasting space with "have a wonderful summer" and "these years have flown by?" and, whats worse, if you do not ask them to sign yours in return when your yearbook is sitting right there on your desk it looks blatantly rude. i don't mean this as in im too good for anyone, but honestly, when i looked back im not going to care about the person who i never knew who told me to have a great summer. there, random rant for the day. and now i must go work on my government project. figures it would take me until the last 4 days of my senior year to stop procrastinating.
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