What I’ve learned as a senior.

As my senior year comes to an end, I’d like to do some reflecting.

Basically, my senior year was crap. But the last four years? Crappity crap crap. High school to some might be amazing and the best four years of maybe their entire lives, and I respect that. That’s really great. But I’ve just been anticipating leaving these people behind, this city behind. Not because these people are bad people, I just want a new beginning.

I’ve been bullied by close-minded people. Judged by people who can’t even spell my last name right. And most of my endeavors have fallen short of success. I’ve had people turn their backs on me when I needed them the most, and I’ve disappointed myself dozens of times.

Now maybe I’ve deserved it all. Maybe I am the arrogant showoff wannabe attention whore I’ve been branded. I admit I’ve had plenty of faulty moments. I’m blunt and I think out loud, and maybe that’s given everybody a chance to judge me. But I’ve been growing, maturing, seeing the truth in everything and everybody. I know myself a little bit more now, I mean compared to when I started high school. I’m comfortable with myself now, and I really don’t care what people think anymore.

Someone once told me that if I hated high school, I’d love college. I really hope they’re right.

Maybe college will be the place I find lifelong friends; the place I find people mature and  open-minded. Damn, that’s what I want the most. Dependability in the people I associate myself with. Hopefully I’ll be the guy I want to be in college. 

Moving on has its perks. A clean slate. No one will know what I did in the third grade or who I was madly infatuated with in the seventh grade. No one will know about the past I’m not so proud of. I’m not the nerd with the rolling backpack anymore. That’s not me. 

And it’s funny, because through observing the seniors around me in our last month of school, everyone is trying to make up for their wrongs. The bitches are suddenly nice and friendly. Even the nerds are getting Saturday school. It’s real fun to see who people really are when the end is near.

Senior year wasn’t all bad. I met Arimi. Perhaps that has been the highlight of my year.

All in all, it’s been a rollercoaster of a ride. But I’ve had motion sickness for a while. I’m glad it’s over.

And for anyone who’s about to enter Senior Year, you might have a different experience. This is just my take on high school. Peace.

(Source: drewtrinnh)