No more highschool
Honestly, I don’t really know why people get all sad and emotional on the very last day of school. If it’s because you’re going to miss people, I don’t know why you’d be like sad to the point of crying because if you care about someone so much that you’d miss them, you’ll actually put effort into seeing them and making the relationship last longer. I mean, I’m not going to really miss anyone except for a few people, who I know I will hang out with over the summer and a small handful I will try to hang out with during college.
Also, for some reason, I keep on comparing the end of high school to death. I don’t know, but it just feels so….different. Almost like a part of me has died. It’s just that, similarly to death, high school just suddenly ends at one point. No more high school. No going back. Then it just switches scenes to college, a new life and experience. In a way, I hope that’s what happens in death. I hope that death is the end of this life and the start of something else, whatever it may be. I just find that idea so surreal and difficult to grasp. So when you die, everything just stops, but then what happens? It’s so weird to imagine your conscience to stop and to just stop thinking and everything going black, but then it wouldn’t really go black but more blank. Anyways, all I can do is move forward, because I have no time to worry about the past.