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I hate endings.
I don't want to graduate. Well, I do. I just do not want the ending of high school. That seems so strange when I first say it, but it it true. I am by no means a social butterfly or someone who skips through class without a care. No, I'm the girl struggling to finish my paper on time and wondering why I can't think of any response when a cute guy talks to me. Yet, I still find myself dreading the upcoming month of May.
It is going to be depressing. Seniors are graduating. Next year, all my friends in grades lower than me are going to forget me. I remember when I was a Freshman and how all of my friends were Seniors. BIG mistake. They left, I missed them, they did not miss me. Story of my life, ya know? Same thing Sophomore year. I even dated a Senior. But still: they left, I missed them, they did not miss me. Junior year (last year) has only been a little bit different. I still get the occassional "hey" on facebook every once in a while, but I am still concerned about what the future holds. I don't want to be a ditcher to my younger friends next year, yet I don't want to be seen as a creepy, nostalgic, stalker of my ex-high school. That would just be sad.
