As I sit here writing this, I realize there are only twenty days left until gradation.

Twenty days to get grades up if needed. Twenty days to rekindle broken friendships. Twenty days to make memories with the ones I've grown to know and love over my school years. Twenty days to take pictures and sing horribly in the car on the way to school. Twenty days to love those I may never see again. Twenty days to pray for those that may not make it to twenty.

As I sit here writing this, I realize just how fast my life has gone.

It feels like just yesterday I was going into my first day of kindergarten. Like just yesterday I was riding my bike up and down the streets until the sun went down and the street lights came on. Like just yesterday I was learning to read. Like just yesterday I was going to the zoo every weekend with my grandma, not worrying about things I couldn't change. Like just yesterday I was going into my first day of junior high. Like just yesterday I was going on my first date, then experiencing my first real heartbreak. Like just yesterday I was walking through the doors as a freshmen, unsure of the world, scared of all the upperclassmen, and finding myself.

As I sit here writing this I realize it's okay to not know where you want to go in life.

Minds change like the weather. And it's okay to change your mind on what you want to do in life. Where you want to go to college, what major you want to study, what city you want to live in. Change is good. You'll go years and years with change around every corner. You'll change your mind on that friend you thought you trusted, you'll change your mind on that boy who hurt you and you'll realize you shouldn't let him hurt you anymore. You'll change your mind on what shoes to wear with what dress to that party. You'll change your mind on where you want to eat, or which bar you want to go to. You'll change your mind.

As I sit here I realize that these last twenty days will mean more to me than I could have ever thought possible.

We all sit there during freshmen year and sigh because we've got four more years to go. We'll groan and throw a fit when that teacher gives us a test every week. We'll laugh and cry when we realize it's junior year and we can't wait for the year to pass. We'll count down the days to graduation during our last year, and when it gets to twenty days till the end, we'll realize just how much we will miss it.

Even though high school wasn't anything like high school musical, we'll laugh and sing, and dance to our own kind of music and cherish the memories we got to make.