When we were in elementary school, we were asked the question of what we wanted to be when we grew up. Firefighters, police officers, astronauts, and none said, teachers. In my case, I just wanted to be the very best,
We got older and came to middle school, you know where acne came and the crushes started. Again we were asked this question, we answered, lawyers, doctors, president, rock stars, and again, you never heard teacher. In my case, I wanted to be a ninja.
But true story, I looked at the teacher and I said I don't know, she said, you have to know. I told her, who the hell knows what my future is gonna hold? Just because I'm growing and I'm supposed to mature, I'm supposed to know this stuff.
Nobody knows.
Now, we get to high school, this is where hell begins for some and heaven for others. You can start out with twenty friends and walk out of here with one true friend. I'm walking out of here with seven of the greatest people I've ever met.
Let’s be real though, half you bitches didn't know who I was in these last three years. I was the good girl and the nerd who always had a book in her hand. when I met these guys, you all kinda saw how that turned out.
Also, thank you to my friends that helped me and reminded me all that was important. Not popularity and boys, it was family that was important and surrounding yourself by the people who love you.
Let me tell you guys about what high school is
It's drama and fights, laughing and crying, and breakups and makeups. It's thinking you need to rush to grow up and then you realize you want your innocence back. It's when you go partying and you end up with your friends holding your hair back as you puke. Oh and trust me, they will make sure you know every dumbass thing you attempted.
It's full of jealousy and envy, and rumors and gossip. Then you have the wannabe sluts and the good girl church girls. It's like a battle when you get knocked over and over and over again, but you're an idiot just to get up and get hit again. There's that one moment you stay down and ask yourself, do I wanna get up and get hit again? You're gonna be lied to and you're gonna be disappointed. It's those nights where you just want to be alone but don't want to feel it. It's those knots that rest in your that make you wanna cry but you plaster this fake smile on instead. It's getting backstabbed and betrayed but the most surprising people. Then when you do cry there's only person who you want to wipe them away, but it's that person who made you cry.
Imagine this and let it sink in, we have no more football games and no more proms. Your last game with your team. Friday, you took your last test and ate your last school lunch. No more fire drills and no more report cards. No more partying young, wild, and free on a Saturday night. You closed your locker and you walked out them doors not thinking about not being able to walk back in them. We stand and sat her today in our caps and gowns with family and friends gathered around. I'll be honest, almost none of these people am I ever gonna see again. I'll forget about these people and the memories will begin to fade. You'll miss high school, I know I will.
So my lesson to you is to place yourself around people who inspire you to be you and help you find out what you can accomplish together and by yourself.
BYE
-Kisses