To The Graduating Seniors, From Your Friend Who Isn't Graduating

To The Graduating Seniors, From Your Friend Who Isn't Graduating

For some, it’s exciting, shiny and new. For others, it’ll be one of the hardest goodbyes.

Dear Graduating Seniors,

In a few short weeks, you will be all donned up in your caps and gowns and cords, ready to receive a piece a paper that you put four (or more) long, hard years into to get. They say that college is the best years of your life and I’m a firm believer in that idea. You’re about to leave to go off and live your life out in the real world. You’ll be leaving friends, professors, littles, g-littles, roommates, your school and a lifetime of memories.

For some, it’s exciting, shiny and new. For others, it’ll be one of the hardest goodbyes.

For us who still have a few more years of college, we’re emotional as well. We don’t want you to leave! (I think I cried over graduating seniors about 17 times already) If it was up to us, we’d jump up on that stage when your name is called and interject you walking across. But you have to make that walk. And we can’t stop you but that doesn’t mean you won’t be able to stop us from loudly cheering you on and possibly making obnoxious signs expressing out love for you!

You are about to enter the workforce. Some graduating seniors already have a job lined up and will start the week after graduation. For others, they’re headed off to Grad School for more classes and knowledge. Others still, don’t have any idea what they’re doing but that’s ok. You will figure it out eventually. Until then, enjoy your post-grad life!

Please don’t forget us once you’re gone! You are always welcomed to come back and crash on my couch. Come back for football games, tailgates, birthdays and just-because visits. While I’d rather keep you around, I only wish you the best once you receive your hard-earned diploma.

But let’s be honest, y'all have been ready to leave since the first day of the first semester. So many seniors have major senioritis. They’re ready to GTFO. Margarita Mondays, Tequila Tuesdays, Wine Wednesdays, Thirsty Thursdays and Freaky Fridays all have a new and very true meaning once you hit second-semester senior year. It’s important to turn-up every moment possible before you graduate and go into the real world where grown-ups don’t twerk in clubs and buy pitchers of beer every night at the club.

Watching you all graduate and go your separate ways makes me nostalgic, sad, proud and excited for you. In one short year, I’ll be in your same position, walking across that stage. But as for this year, I want to thank you for teaching me life lessons, being there when I needed a shoulder to cry on, someone to talk to, laugh with and grab dinner with. Thank you for being my friend and someone who has made a permanent influence on me. I wish you all the best. Go out and make your mark on the world but don’t forget where you came from (and us. Please, please, please don’t forget us because it’s impossible to forget you.)

Happy Graduation,

Your Friend Who Isn’t Graduating Yet.

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I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.


So, for the last four years I’ve seen you almost everyday. I’ve learned about your annoying little brother, your dogs and your crazy weekend stories. I’ve seen you rock the awful freshman year fashion, date, attend homecoming, study for AP tests, and get accepted into college.

Thank you for asking me about my day, filling me in on your boy drama and giving me the World History homework. Thank you for complimenting my outfits, laughing at me presenting in class and listening to me complain about my parents. Thank you for sending me your Quizlets and being excited for my accomplishments- every single one of them. I appreciate it all because I know that soon I won’t really see you again. And that makes me sad. I’ll no longer see your face every Monday morning, wave hello to you in the hallways or eat lunch with you ever again. We won't live in the same city and sooner or later you might even forget my name.

We didn’t hang out after school but none the less you impacted me in a huge way. You supported my passions, stood up for me and made me laugh. You gave me advice on life the way you saw it and you didn’t have to but you did. I think maybe in just the smallest way, you influenced me. You made me believe that there’s lots of good people in this world that are nice just because they can be. You were real with me and that's all I can really ask for. We were never in the same friend group or got together on the weekends but you were still a good friend to me. You saw me grow up before your eyes and watched me walk into class late with Starbucks every day. I think people like you don’t get enough credit because I might not talk to you after high school but you are still so important to me. So thanks.

With that said, I truly hope that our paths cross one day in the future. You can tell me about how your brothers doing or how you regret the college you picked. Or maybe one day I’ll see you in the grocery store with a ring on your finger and I’ll be so happy you finally got what you deserved so many guys ago.

And if we ever do cross paths, I sincerely hope you became everything you wanted to be. I hope you traveled to Italy, got your dream job and found the love of your life. I hope you have beautiful children and a fluffy dog named Charlie. I hope you found success in love before wealth and I hope you depended on yourself for happiness before anything else. I hope you visited your mom in college and I hope you hugged your little sister every chance you got. She’s in high school now and you always tell her how that was the time of your life. I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.

And hey, maybe I’ll see you at the reunion and maybe just maybe you’ll remember my face. If so, I’d like to catch up, coffee?



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