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I’m graduating tomorrow. I don’t know if this is a good thing or a bad thing. It’s kind of bittersweet and I just need somewhere to vent. And since I know no one that I know will ee this, it might as well be here. Although sometimes I love all of my friends and try to cherish every moment I have with them because I will maybe never see them again come August/September when they leave for college, I am still happy that I’m graduating. But today, at the senior sunset where everyone went for the last time as a class before we get up on the stage and say our goodbyes and final words as seniors of orhs, I had a bad feeling. A feeling of hatred. I hate how people have so many good friends, how people are so happy all the time. I don’t get it. Yeah, I’m mostly happy with my life, but there are those few people that just piss me off by being friends with the people that I love most. And it shouldn’t piss me off, because I’m a terrible human being for wanting someone to not have friends. I just don’t want them to have MY friends. Honestly, I wonder if they knowhow much pain they’ve put me through this year and how much it’s cost me. I hope they’re happy. And this is why I’m bittersweet about the whole graduating thing. I think I miss my old life. I want to go back to last year. And the friends that I had. But times change and you become friends with other people. I guess I just missed that step. At least I have a few people. But I know that all of them, except one, that would go to someone else before me. I want more TRUE friends. If college doesn’t change that, I’m dropping out and traveling the world. I don’t care if I have money or not, somehow I’ll get there. Maybe I’ll go to France, or Paris, or maybe even Japan. I don’t know, but you’ll know where to find me. Where society isn’t about having the most friends, or being with the coolest people. Fuck that. I hope I’m in a better mood tomorrow. Or I hope graduation goes by fast if I’m not.
