so i've been thinking a lot lately with all the drama that's going on.
and basically i've been thinking to myself how fast everything goes by. I remember in my 7th grade year book in the last gym class Sicong wrote, "Have a good time in 8th grade, it goes by so fast."
unbelievably he was right.
i mean, think about everything that happened in 8th grade. its totally out of the question. the fights, the drama, the laughs, the tears, the surprises, the boyfriends, the inside jokes, the crushes, the kisses, the friends, the enemies, the teachers--dont tell me you remember every detail. because you dont. you can't. it's impossible. everything that happened is just almost a blur. i mean, i can remember things that happened that were probably forgotten. and it's sad. and we've all come so far over the summer. and i can definatly see why the freshman of last year hated us when we were in 8th grade. because we were damn annoying that's why. i mean, just over the summer so much has happened. and it's amazing what can happen to people over the summer. how they change i mean. not just physically, but personality. every single person came to south with different mindsets, wishing different things, hoping for a certain someone to think they got "hot" over the summer, wanting to be the prettiest girl at homecoming. and i'm not singling myself out of this. i did too. but the thing is, those freshman at south are the same people they were at mill. yes. theyve made a few changes here and there. but some of them i've known since kindergarten and there are aspects of them that havent changed.
i guess what i'm trying to say is look for the good in people. it's easy to love someone at their best, but the test is loving them at their worst. i suppose that could be a good way to look at things through the freshman year. because i would bet money this year ain't gonna be easy. there will be girl fights, real fights, drama, boyfriends, girlfriends, break-ups,laughs, tears, teachers, surprises, kisses, crushes, friends, and enemies--just like middle school, just up a knotch and a tweak more freedom. so all you who walked into south thinking you are the shit--you're not. get over it. grow up. you're not the shit. yeah, you might get there, but right now, you're just at the bottom of the rope. so tie a knot and hang on. ♥