D: I haven't done this in quite a while. Ooops. Anways. In the time I've been in the real world I've done some more learning. I've remembered why European women always walk arm-in-arm. If they don't they get shoved apart and can never find each other again. And it takes two people to make it to the check out in a European crowd. One to pay and one to guard.
Dogs like pizza flavored goldfish. Unfortunately so do hormonal hungry high-school girls with cravings trying to finish homework during lunch hour. ~on a side note, they do actually turn the dog's crap slightly orange.
That creepy knock at the door, it isn't a creep coming to kill you. Its just your friend from the other building asking you if you want to come hang out.
Now on to the big epiphany. I currently go to a moderately large really grand school. I love it. Its amazing. Last year though, I went to a really small back country school. God I loved it there. I had amazing friends who I would have done anything for and anything with. That school gave me values and confidence and determination to make it, but this new school. Just wow. I have every resource I could ever want for my academic use. I have little to no rules to follow, and yet "bad" things happen very few and far between. I often feel like the little country girl that has gone to live in the big city for the first time. No joke, this feels so surreal. I actually get to go to actual restaurants for lunch. I can use a laptop in the middle of class. and it can be MINE. I actually have a study hall. That amazes me. Unfortunately, I feel so guilty for liking it so much here. I didn't choose to move to such an amazing place. I just had to. I guess this has turned out amazingly, but what about everyone at my last school? They're still there and slowly I'm getting left behind by them. I've got a few new friends, but the people at my new school are nothing compared to the ones before. I'd go back to the little rinky dink school just for the people. They were welcoming, compassionate, warm, helpful, upright people, here its rather like Jersey Shore at times... I've had totally redo how I deal with people. You can't make it here unless you turn rather ruthless and go into a mode where you really don't give a damn.
Another sort of separate lesson this has taught me is that things are usually better when you aren't alone. When you are alone, you have to draw all of your strength from yourself. If you find a special person (be it a best friend or a boy/girlfriend) You don't have to stand alone anymore. You two can lean on each other and help. You two will try and compensate for the other's shortcomings. Which is amazingly helpful and awesome to have. Now that I'm not with my best friends to help me, I've learned I've got to do so much more on my own. I've learned that I took them for granted so much when I was with them. I'm not going to make that mistake again. Now that I'm standing alone, I've had to be stronger than I thought I could be. I already had a kind of spazz/rock bottom experience since I've left, but I learned from that. It showed me that this isn't gonna kill me or drive me insane. Instead it will make me stronger and make me love my friends more. Now instead of getting upset that I'm not with them, I try and do even more. I just wanna show them that they can be proud of me. I don't want them to have helped me for nothing. Without everyone at my last school, I wouldn't be anything like the person I am today. I am so thankful for all of them. I just wish I could tell them so. I'd just wanna say, "Thanks guys. Thanks for everything."
Sorry to be so serious on this post. I won't be so serious all the times! Just when I think I should be. Well, I guess today's little piece of wisdom is this: Don't take your friends for granted. And as cliche'd as it is, tell them how much you appreciate them. Thank them. Heck, tell them you love 'em if that's how you roll. And don't ever forget who helped make you who you are.
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