ps; If I feed you, it's because I love you.
- Me: What is your mum so mad at you for today?
- Jess: I don't know. She's just been a huawjesd buahrer today.
- Me: Did you just mumble "huge bitch"?
- Jess: Yes. She's in the car with me right now.
There was this guy named Sebastian that I knew from this Youth Leadership course I used to go to in high school. I’m still affiliated with the YMCA, but only for their conferences in November and May. The conferences are pretty much like camp, where you get to bond with your cabin group and whatnot. At the end of these conferences (which only lasted 4 days), you always ended up crying. Crying because you didn’t want to leave your group.
Anyhow, Sebastian sat in front of me on the bus to the November conference down in Tacoma. He was two years older than me, meaning he was already out of high school for two years. We talked for a bit on the bus ride, and I asked him what he wished he had done in high school more. He replied me with “party”. While that may seem like a rather shallow answer, he had a valid reason for it. I asked him why ane he said “It’s so hard to get people together after high school, you know? Everyone’s everywhere doing their own thing and eventually even the people closest to you end up finding new friends to hangout with”.
And here I am sitting at home drinking tea and watching How I Met Your Mother. On a Friday night. Okay, maybe it’s because I got really drunk last weekend but still. It’s kinda sad. I guess it’s just one of those moments in life where you reflect and wish you would’ve cherished certain periods a bit more. I’m just a tad bit emotional tonight.
