after tomorrow, i’ll be a university student

tomorrow is the last day of high school for me.

i'm a senior. i'm in grade 12.

i want to cry. i know i will. i don't know why.

i'm excited for the future. for my university, and all the classes they have to offer. i'm excited for the summer. and i know, i'll be able to see my friends again, and that if we're really meant to be friends we'll stay in touch.

but the back of my head hurts like i'm going to sob.

i don't know. maybe it's because i didn't think i was going to graduate. maybe it's because i'll miss some parts of high school. i'll miss anime with my sister and insulting my gr 11 friends and the stupid drama. i'll miss the funny classes and the way the outside stairs don't go to the third floor and i don't know.

i'm not afraid of change,

i guess i just feel weird. it's been 12 years of school. 14 including kindergarten. if you said you did 14 years of something, and put it on your resume, that's highly impressive. but the last four, six, years felt so fast. i hated so much or it, but now it's leaving, and i'm not sure how to feel about that.

prom was a mess. our friend group is a mess. this is all a mess.

but i guess, it was nice while it lasted. i'll miss some parts of it.