I've had one line from an old Hawk Nelson song on repeat in my mind. The song is about a breakup, I think, maybe two best friends who fell in love and found out that friendship was better after all. That's not really the point though. There's one line in the song that Jason Dunn repeats multiple times, because it's the title of the song, and also because it describes the relationship he's singing about.
"It's over, it's over, twelve days later and I can't console her..."
I took my last final yesterday. It was somewhat of a disappointment as far as finals go, considering we had to drive an hour there and an hour back so I could turn in my last drawing and collect my sketchbook. But that final, the...finality of it, doesn't escape me. It. Is. Over. All of it.
Sometimes I look over this past semester and wonder how it happened. There's a certain feel of irony about the whole situation, at least for me. I was always one of those children who wanted, and expected, to graduate at 16. That's what I was planning on for most of my life. (My brother, at this point, would probably want you to know that he thought I was going to be "Little House on the Prairie" for most of my life, but, thank goodness, I've moved on from that.) I'm obviously not graduated, but taking college classes, which, to younger me, would still equal the same thing.
There's more to this feeling of overwhelming overness, but I'll tell you more about that on the 23rd, because that's when it all officially ends in my mind.
So that's life lately.
I have a crazy-busy weekend tomorrow, provided there is a tomorrow. If not, I love you all very much, you're beautiful, and you mean the world to me.
I'm off to drink tea and read Peter Pan until I fall asleep on the couch. Sleep well, dears.
Well done Katie! Although I've got many more weeks of school yet, there are still these crazy moments where I'm saying--oh, only ten more PE classes--seven more weeks of French and Spanish--no more Geography. And knowing that, come September, my schedule will be things that are *vital* to my future? That feels surreal.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, the world hasn't ended yet which is good. I'd like to meet you this summer before we all die.
{that sounded really morbid. sorry!}
Congratulations on being finished with it all! Or at least, almost, after the 23rd. My last day of school is the 26th. It is pretty insane when I think about the fact that this upcoming year will be my last one before college, but also terribly exciting.
ReplyDeleteLibby, thank you so much! ahhh that is a little surreal!
ReplyDeleteNot morbid at all. :) I'd love to meet you too!
Natalie- fact: it always makes me smile when you comment. Two things: that's so awesome that, as of now, you only have two days of school left! and two, any ideas of where you're going to go for college? :)
Have you read The Knife of Never Letting Go by Patrick Ness? This picture totally reminded me of the Noise in the book.
ReplyDeleteTCG- I haven't but I'll be sure to check it out.
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