Today, we moved classes. Which, for those of you that don't know, that means the seniors moved to the floor on the gym, and all the other classes move to their new spot in the gym for next year.
And I remember in middle school when it was so exciting to do that, and today all I felt was sad. My brother, best friend, and his best friends, who are like my brothers, are graduating this year. And you know what that means? I only have two good years left with my best friends to make memories.
I love my friends so much. We already have great memories with this little time we've had in high school. I know they're only going to get better now that we can drive and see each other whenever we want. I'm excited for that. But I also dread when it won't be like that anymore.
My brother and his friends are even closer than my group, they've spent nearly every weekend together since Freshman year. Plus, they all played football together which makes their bond even stronger. I'm so sad to see them go.
They're not even going far. The majority of them are going to MTSU, which is like 40 minutes from here. That doesn't matter though, because it'll never be the same. They'll never dress up all crazy for homecoming together, they'll never walk on that football field in their pads and jerseys, they'll never cheer at a pep rally together again.
Which is depressing. I can't imagine being them right now. I'm going to be in their shoes in two short years and I'm terrified. They're going to be great though.
Hearts and high school memories.
- Kimberlee. :)
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