//Friday, June 18, 2004

// Thank you.

As we go on, we remember
All the times we've had together
And as our lives change from whatever
We will still be friends forever...

Graduation - Vitamin C

In a way, I almost don't want Grade 11 to end. As much as I complain and talk about school being boring and such, I'm really scared for next year. I'm even scared for this summer. This'll be the last summer where I know that in September, I'll still be here. With my friends and everything that's been familiar to me for the last seven years. Come summer 2005, I'll be packing. Possibly moving to another province. I'm excited for this new chapter in life, but it scares the DAYLIGHTS out of me. New school, new people, new surroundings, new home (possibly). I'll be 18. I'll be legal. I gotta do my own LAUNDRY. (Not that I don't right now, but it's nice to have Mom help out a lot.)

There's so many people that I love and that I could never leave behind and yet, I will have to do just that when I go off to school next year. I can't explain this sense of mixed dread and anticipation that lies within my heart. It's frightening. Sometimes, I'll sit in my room, listen to music (specifically songs like The Verve's Bittersweet Symphony or David Usher's cover of Fast Car), and I cry. Not because I'm sad, but because I'm so excited and so scared at the same time. I know God has a plan for me and that things will work out in the end, but not knowing what that plan is makes me feel so blind. I understand that whatever lies in my future may take a lot of strength to complete, but... oh, my heart is so heavy with thoughts.

I'm excited for the all-nighter. It's things like these that create memories for me. Years from now, I'll still remember Matt's love of locomotives. Anne's uncanny ability to make people happy. Andrew's constant battles of logic. Ben's unwavering love of music and Jesus. Sam's strength and determination. Dyllan. (Just Dyllan because everything about him is fantastic.) Lauren and our hilariously aimless car rides to Tim Horton's and back. I love everyone one of you and I thank you for the impression you have left on my heart.

4 Comments:

Blogger Andrew said...

Aww so sweet.

If it helps any... the new friends that you meet and make wherever you move to make it worth leaving the ones you left behind. I'm not saying that the old friends are worthless, because even now, as I'm home, with my old friends, nothing has changed. All the same jokes are still funny. The blondes are still blonde. But then, on top of all that, you have a whole new group you belong to, that you miss, and look forward to seeing time and time again.

Plus, post secondary marks the kick off of PERSONAL studies. You pick, you study. Less lame than the "shoved-down-your-throat" studies at high school.

Trust me, it's not worth fearing. Embrace, and build yourself up for it.

1:19 a.m.  
Blogger XOXO CAT TACOS said...

Steph, there is no need to fear. It's true God does have it all worked out, I just think he likes to tease us. I'm sure he's got big plans for you, you're quite the amazing lady, and i'm glad i have gotten to know you.

11:51 a.m.  
Blogger MattyRob said...

Yeah, there's fear, but why live in fear when you can have a good time? I mean, everybody has done it. Yeah, I'm not really worried or anything yet. But fear is natural. Yeah, post secondary is gonna be good times,with or with out you, with or without you

4:23 p.m.  
Blogger MattyRob said...

oh yeah, I prefer you call it 'love for trains'. I love more then the loco's!

4:33 p.m.  

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