Fourteen years of school (or more preferably Pre College). Period. I’m not going to be quote clichés saying I remember how on the first day I couldn’t stop crying because I didn’t want to go and shit like that because I most certainly don’t remember my first day of school And I’m sure most of us don’t. It’s not the classy building, not the reputation of school or the teachers (no, not even the weirdest) BUT the most silly, foolish, random, hyper active, weird, freaky, retarded bunch of friends that make us want to relive those days...
It’s been two years since I left school. Though the first year I just thought I was on a vacation till it hit me, when I joined college. There is nothing that I can probably complain about my college life. I live, I laugh, I enjoy, I lie, and I fool around, sleep in class and obviously even bunk. It’s awesome. But when I’m at college (I’m sorry, I’m guilty) I don’t even think about those flowers that I picked in school, the best thing that ever happened to my life- my buddies, my friends, my chums. The smile that settles on my face when I see a familiar name on the phone’s screen is indescribable. And despite the fact that I can go on talking for hours together when you call, I hardly take the initiative.
I have no clue why.
I picked some friends when I was so little I could hardly even spell the word, some when I started having secrets, when I got into that AWKWARD stage of my life, when I needed a hand, a shoulder And when I needed someone to walk along. All of them left a mark, even those that went wrong. And there certainly were “friendships gained and lost” each year but there are some who surprisingly still chose to bear with me. I am glad that they did because the world would have been a shitty place without them.
I know none of you listens to me after a point and my shouting doesn’t help either. I know my uncontrollable bouts of laughter after my own poorest of jokes makes you go “face palm” and that super detailing of stories that I do is annoying too. But i also know that you’re going to miss all that nonsense the moment you realize that 6 months is a long time. That’s what’s been on my mind since the time it struck me (At around 7PM today), watching a bunch of the amazing people drive away.
I hope i faked my smile well while saying goodbye because I sure as hell haven’t been able to put one back since.
