so 2 days ago was the last time I would ever step into my high school (well untill my brother graduates), the art work that hung on the walls for 5 whole years were taken down. All though I left the school my picture will be forever up there like all the other past students. Along with my picture is the the message on a wall saying that it is indeed my wall. As I stood in the empty hall it made me think wow I’m getting old then all these memories came flooding into my head losing friends gaining new ones drama thought not so much in our gang but lots in other, the crappy prom getting fry’s at lunch with Stephen, the guitar classed where we chilled in, hanging out side Mr.Smiths room, the art classes that i loved I even thought of the teachers the good and the bad ones . I thought of all the things I missed out on as well such as dances, parties, girlfriends getting more involve in school, cutting class more getting in trouble, haveing more friends or at lest less people thinking i was “un cool”. I wish I had awesome cool teenage stories to tell my kids or future wife stories like going to concerts and parting all night, drunken stories. all I have is the one time we drank a bit and played rock band all night. with that said I’m not saying my teenage years sucked but I wish they could of been better more exciting something I could look back at and smile at. though with the bad and missed out on there is good i have friends I can trust no matter what
so ya……..
Bye
