There's some nostalgia going on here (on this website) today.
I'm not so much a part of that. I mean, I do have good memories of some things. There are times and places I wish I could go back to sometimes. Moments in time. But, really, I'm more about the future than the past. You can't change the past, and you can't go back there, but you can make the future better.
I don't daydream about memories I miss nearly as much as I dream about what I can do in the future.
I am a junior in high school. I'm literally counting the days until I graduate. I don't think I'll miss high school. When my older friends graduate, well, I miss them, sure, but more than that, I'm really jealous! I'm stuck in high school, and they're not. For ten years, I begged my mother to homeschool me. She said I needed socialisation so I had to go to school.
Are there classes I like? Yeah, but they're few and far between. Will I miss some of my friends when I graduate? Yeah, but my desire to get out of high school far overpowers that. There are people I'll miss a lot, but I'm okay with that. It's part of life. Moving on from what you're comfortable with, getting out there in the world.
Today was my first day of winter break. I spent time with some of my friends and some other people from school. Ice skating downtown. I love to ice skate. I didn't get out on the ice so much today because I cut my foot yesterday and it hurt. Then, some of us walked down to the Double Decker, a few blocks (5-10 minute walk) away. It's a coffee shop housed in a double-decker bus. The big red kind, you know what I mean. I had a diet coke and a cheese danish. But none of that is the point of the story.
What's the point? There are several. One, I would enjoy my hometown a lot more if I got to go downtown more. It's nice there. But it's too far away from where I live! Two, I like these people. I have a social life. That's kind of amazing for me, the girl who had no friends except the ones my mother made me socialise with and the kids who didn't speak English (so I didn't have to talk to them) in elementary school. And then in sixth grade I had no friends. Since then, my social life has become more of a social life. I don't know how I feel about that. You'd think, it's a good thing. And sometimes it is. But with having that, a group of friends, comes stress and drama. You know how it is. Sometimes I think I'd be better off without all that Does that make me weird?
Sorry for the rambling.