May 25, 2017
This day is music to my ears... bad music that is.
This day has been engraved into my head for my entire senior year. And although the majority of my friends are looking forward to this day... I am not. I do not want high school to be over... and I can not believe that my four years at this school are over.
My friends have been coming up to me since our freshman year, talking about how excited they are to go off to college and how they are excited to never have to come back to Downingtown again. That's just not me. Personally, I am terrified. I am NOT ready to be on my own. I am NOT prepared to not be surrounded by my closest friends. I am NOT ready to leave my sister and my parents... or my dog, bunny, and hedgehog.
I have been so dependent on my family for the past eighteen years that I'm too scared to be on my own. I will miss waking up to my sister screaming that she cannot find her skinny jeans or that I somehow mysteriously stole her shirt while I was asleep. I am going to miss waking up to my dad putting our dog, Rusty, on top of my body. I am even going to miss having to wake up at 6:15 every morning... only to stay in bed until 6:40.
High school held some of the best years of my life. I grew close to so many people and got used to having a schedule that was very set in stone. I am going to miss staying after school every day for the past four years for band. Whether it be marching band, jazz band, pit orchestra, or indoor drumline. If it were not for high school, I would not have had such amazing opportunities in my life.
You will continuously hear people in high school complain. They will complain about anything that they can think of. They will complain that they have to wake up early. They will complain about the amount of homework they have to do. They will complain about the amount of projects they have to do. They will complain that the cafeteria food is overpriced (which it is). They will complain that the tests their teachers give are not fair. They will complain that everyone around them is "annoying" and "stupid." Hell, high school students will even complain about the fact that their parents did not buy them a new BMW for their 16th birthday... but I can guarantee you this... high school students will complain when it's over.
To my high school,
I am going to miss you more than words could ever describe. Thank you for being the reason for so many great memories. Thank you for everything.
Peace out Downingtown East... it's been real.
