HighSchool takes up 720 days of our lives. 720 days of sitting at desks with people we probably won’t ever talk outside of the class room. 720 days of waking up 6:00 trying to make ourselfs look presentable occasionally but most days throwing on leggings and a hoodie and looking in the mirroir and say “Screw It”. 720 days seems like a long time. You can meet your best friends that might stay life long friends, or friends you lose at the end of the month. You can make insane memories that one day you’ll end up telling your kids. You’ll be people who will ruin your happines simple because they dont like you even though they have no idea who you are underneath the clothes and makeup and outside of your friend group. You can establish who you are and what kind of person you want (or may not) want to be. You can be the popular girl with countless “friends” or the less popular girl with 3-5 friends that mean the absloute world to you. 720 dys is a lot of time to fit in as may heart breaks a possible. You’ll meet people who want your you for looks or you could meet the love of your life. You have more than enough time to find out who you love, maybe even more than once. You have time to make mistakes, because mistakes make the best stories and lessons. There’s times for late night blasting music as loud as you can on the highway with an over packed car going 80 and having no idea where you’re going, just because you can. Times to get stressed and overwhelmed and cry. You’ll probably cry more within 720 days than you will ever again. You can go out and party or you can stay at home by yourself on a friday night and do next weeks homework.
You can experience being drunk for the first time off of cheap vodka by yourself on a late Friday night in your room. You can sneak out and have butterflies in your stomach about being caught. 720 days to fit so much of life in. So many important milestones, in what seems life forever. But then one day everyone blinks and it’s gone. You’re not 16 anymore. You’re walking across a graduation stae looking at the people you’ve surrounded yourself with for 720 days, and you probably still don’t know half of thir names. The teacher you loved is congratulating on making it out alive. You cone to realize that no, it’s not like the movies. Its so much more but so much less. It’s all ver so fast, and so suddenly your first day of freshman year feels like it was last week. It feels like 6 days ago you got your license. 5 days ago you thought your friends would stick with you. 4 days ago you got so drunk you lay in your bed thiking how life was so much better when you can forget everythig. 3 days ago you were driving down back roads waking up neighbors with a packed car. 2 days ago you went to prom with your friends. Yesterday, you sat alone and cried about how it was all over. Today. you blinked and tomorrow it’s just going to be all memories.