Graduating from high school is exciting. It's exhilarating. You're moving on up in life and turning the page in your life's story. It seems like there's nothing too bad about it. As if nothing horrible can happen from it. I didn't think there was anything terrible about it. I've come to realize that I was vastly mistaken.There's something great about high school. You go to class everyday and see the same people. And you get to be with those people for four years. However, that's completely stripped away from everyone at graduation.
Saying goodbye to my best friends is the absolute worst thing that's going on in my life right now. I knew it was happening. All summer I knew. I just didn't think the moments would be so intense. To anyone who thinks it's not going to be that bad, please reevaluate your life. Saying goodbye to one friend was torture. I have not the slightest clue how I'm going to do it again. Feel thankful if you are going to college with one or two people you know. They are less people you have to say goodbye to.
The most important thing to remember is that you never really say goodbye in these situations. Obviously, with college comes holiday breaks and more summers in which case are the perfect opportunities to reconnect with old friends. Although saying farewell to a friend is difficult, it's inevitable and everybody goes through it at some point. When the time came to part with one of my best friends who happened to leave first, I went about my day normally. I hung out with my friend all day doing miscellaneous things with her just because it was a way to spend last minute moments with her. That night I didn't know what I had coming for me. I had no idea that we'd be standing outside an ice cream shop hugging and crying as if it was some normal, everyday thing to do. When we separated and she went on her way home, I knew that there was no way I could go home to mine. Instead, I had to drive around for 30 minutes in order to control my emotions and assess the situation. Eventually when I realized that driving while crying is not the safest thing to do, I made my way home to continue on my normal day routines even though it seemed hard to do.
Saying goodbye to my friends is extremely difficult and sad but I know that they are all moving on to do great things. They're going to thrive at their new college homes and meet the greatest people while having four more years of college fun. And because we might be separated, we now will have thousands of stories to tell each other once we meet again. Since I'll be in New York City, I know I can definitely count on people to visit me in the Big Apple.
