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“Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana.” ~Groucho Marx

Earlier this week I was thinking about how even though it feels like school just started, I’m almost finished with my first quarter of my senior year.  Which means I’m one fourth of the way through senior year, which means I’m one fourth closer to graduation, which means I’m one fourth of the way closer to finishing high school and that means I’m that much closer to being on my own.  I slowly tried to wrap my head around that whole concept, but quickly forgot about it in its entirety.  However, it was just brought to my attention again via twittersphere.  I know I constantly blab on and on about how much I want to be done with high school…but at the same time, I can’t help but have a lingering sense nostalgia.  I don’t know, it’s just weird.  A year from now I could be living anywhere in the country doing who knows what with who knows who.  The people I talk to on a daily basis to maintain sanity, I may never see again.  Now I know it’s quite a pessimistic view in the grand scheme of things, but it’s true.  Realistically I probably won’t see 90%, if not more, of my senior class too many more times after graduation.  And I don’t know…that idea just makes me…well sad.  I mean, time and time again people have told me how quickly senior year goes by…but I guess I never anticipated it whizzing by so fast.  But enough of this melancholy mood, I have three quarters left of my high school career and I might as well make the most of it. Cheers to what the future holds. xoxo blooberries


Author: blooberries

student. vegetarian. coffee addict. photo enthusiast. experimental videographer. wannabe blogger. :)

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