Losing You and Other Rom-Com Categories (a.k.a Don’t Touch that Remote!)

Well, shit. August is almost over, and it has been my very least productive month for blog posts. For that, I apologize. I also would like to offer an apology to all of those people that are almost as good looking as me. It’s truly unfortunate to be just almost godly.

All seriosity aside, wink wink, I would like to congratulate all of you sniveling post-juniors in high school. This is your last year coming up (or already started, sorry Arizona, we all feel sorry for you), and it’s a time for celebration indeed.

For some of you, you’re just making it through and planning in your last year of relation to the ties that bind you to adolescence and anti-learningless (for lack of a better word). It’s been decent. You’ve grown and you’ve learned, and now you will be rocketed into the seemingly abundant space of in-between and ‘growing up for REALSIES this time, gaiisss’! It will be scary, it will be different, it will be exciting, but most of all, it will be real.

For others, you’re mourning. This is your last year of glory. You know, deep down, that these were (and forever will be) the happiest days of your life. Ten years down the road you’ll be drinking a beer (or an appletini) and talking to old high school buddies about them good ol’ days. You’ll show up to every reunion, laugh at every old enemy that got old, and never give up on your secret cheerleader or football player mentality.

And then, for some others, you will be all out celebrating. This is the category Telea falls into. When people say ‘you may hate it now, but you’ll miss it’, members of this group just laugh. High school was the most bittersweet time of your life. You had the chance to emotionally grow and blossom, but you also had the chance to be repressed by those around you, overlooked, stepped on, hurt. You will show up at reunions, but only because of your own slightly masochistic need to flash back and relive your worst days.

It doesn’t matter what category you’re in, though. Your last year of high school will always be bittersweet. It will always be scary, and confusing, and real. It will be your slap in the face, call to reality, crowning year. You’ll say goodbye to your friends, perhaps for the last time.

You’ll be in a whirlwind of planning and paperwork and stress. But by the end of it all, when that final day passes, when lockers are cleaned out, or computers turned in, or finals taken…you’ll revel in the moments when you and the rest of your graduating class walk rhythmically down the aisle and accept your scholarships and diplomas and goodbyes.

This is my last year, and if I said I had no regrets, I would be lying. I am helping to fill out my application to virtual school, and if I am not accepted, I will again walk those halls I strove so hard to leave. Either way, I’ll get through it. I will survive, with my smart senses and my cliche blog posts.

To the rest of you high schoolers, I have just a couple of words to say to you.

Just do it, you’ll get through it.

Facts of life, dearies.

Love ya!


About mylifeinheartbeats

Telea is an aspiring Musician who spends too much time aspiring to be a Writer who thinks she's a Comedian. There's not much more to know, except for everything. Telea has a tendency to not think before she speaks or acts. She enjoys chocolate, long walks on the beach, and talking about herself in the third person. She wants to get to know you, so please send her your Name, Address, and SSN. Telea promises that, though she has indeed committed one count of Lewd and Lascivious behavior (to be tried under a court of law), she is a good person and will not intentionally harm you/expose herself to you/hate you for your stupid perspectives/axe-murder you. Telea believes in the greater good, Nutella, peace, free love for all, and snuggles. She chooses Bacon over you, unless you come bearing bacon. She is a fat woman trapped inside a curvy woman's body. She is not for sale unless the price tag you put on her has something to do with world peace. She will sell herself for world peace. She hopes in the deepest of her heart places that you will enjoy her blog and find reason to follow it. Telea thanks you.

One response »

  1. Hahahahah, i just started my junior year of high school. This definitely made my day better than school did.


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