I rode the morning bus, which I have not done for a long
time. There I saw 9th and 10th
graders I knew from elementary school.
It was weird. In elementary
school people were friends with people from different grades. Elementary school was for six years so I had
friends from all across grade levels.
Moving to middle school with only three years, I knew it would be a
while before I would see them all again.
We would be like “oh when you are in 12th grade I’ll be in 9th
grade, so we can see each other then.” As a child there was some hope that I
would see my friends again.
Well now I’m in 12th grade and I see these old
friends, see how they have moved on, see how they don’t value our childhood
friendship. I knew their names and the
vague memories of our childhood, but I knew it wasn’t my place to call out
their name at the bus stop.
On a more random note, many people at the bus stop were
swatting their hands at the bugs flying around them. I was walking around and didn’t notice the
bugs until I looked up and saw a swarm around me. Made me realize I look down at the ground
most of the time.
I also actually talked to Casey today on the bus. Though we ride the same bus I never talk to
her, but I did today. I never ride the
bus in the morning so it gave me some sense of belonging.
Some reason I have a concern for these people taking the AP
tests.
People are so opinionated; I don’t feel like
explaining.
My friend Josh showed me Ted Talks, which is just a website
with really smart people talking about really cool topics. It makes me have some faith in humanity, that
some people can change the world for the better. I wish I could do that, oh well.
I’m thinking of other stuff but I think I should save that
for later. Oh procrastination, how
glorious you are. I guess I’ll just
chill for today and study for the AP Lit test….oh no I have the lit test
tomorrow. Hmm maybe I can’t chill
today. Time to study! (Aka goof off and
complain about it to my friends).
I vaguely remember my elementary school days. I think I was more of friends with the kids younger than me during that time, but I had a lot of respect for the older kids and loved them just the same. In 5th grade, I don't think it made much of a difference to me that I was leaving elementary school and that I probably wouldn't see those people anymore. I'm sure that deep down I miss them; I still remember a few of them. But no matter how much time passes, if a person means something at all to me I'll remember them.
ReplyDelete"It makes me have some faith in humanity, that some people can change the world for the better. I wish I could do that, oh well." -- I know I can't be one to talk, but that sounded so negative, so hopeless. Why do people always believe that they can't change the world? I won't lie, I believe that of myself sometimes. Maybe I can't change the world, but that doesn't mean I won't at least try to. Even if I can't change the world, I know that I've changed a few people in some way. You don't have to change the world directly. When you cause a person to change, you have changed the world too.
...that took forever to write, too much backspacing and rephrasing.