I never wanted to believe it when people said the obvious, “People change after high school.”
Sure, I heard and understood it. I was glad to hear that there was a chance that the egoistic jock might become humble, or that the one weird kid might stop smearing his nose-picking gold on the desk next to him (Yes, I did see that in my 12th grade Prob and Stats class.)
After hearing such prophet I was a little bit anxious to see how I might change. Also very grateful that I had a chance to change from being a stick skinny, baby-faced naïve little girl to whatever I might become in the future. The ladies at the nail shop might even stop asking me if I’m excited to start high school when I was actually about to go into senior year.
Why was it a bad thing that people will change after high school ?
Something I naïvely thought, three years ago, as a little freshman. It’s been a little bit more than two months since I’ve graduated high school, and I can now make sense of the idea.
Besides the few bodies I’ve caught around town, I see no one I use to smile and wave at in the hallways. I considered those people friends, even though our friendship was nothing more than a steady hello in between our passing time. Not that those random nice people are anything to cry over yet, but it’s just more proof to me that most of the relationships I’ve created in school were nothing more but forced and a coincidence.
Personal priorities have more supremacy than anyone else’s. If you’re accounted for and comfortable why feel the need to worry about anyone else?
That is defiantly not something I want to ever preach or practice, but have only fallen victim to.
There’s no such thing as going out of the way for someone. There are only a few I can count on that I know would go out of their way to help if I ever needed them, and most of them are blood related to me. Other than that most people I know only want to come through if it’s convenient, or if they know they are going to get something in return other than good karma and my appreciation.
Trust is not a given, and this one is biggest let down I’ve had to conquer. It doesn’t matter if it’s your bestie, day one, or soul sister who just knows, secrets have a way of making their way around to other ears. Keeping stuff to yourself is the only 100% way to avoid the nervous, anxious, embarrassment that comes from an exposed secret.
Although my friends and I have shared the same high school and interests we have all experienced it through different eyes. Us along with our class have changed more than physically but evolved mentally.
