Currently Listening Begin to Hope By Regina Spektor see related

Today I said goodbye. My teachers signed my yearbook. And instead of saying, have a great summer, they said,

“Have a good life.”

I was always ready for summer; but I don’t think I’m ready for life.

I wish I hadn’t taken high school for granted.

I am going to miss:

Acting.

Listening to RENT really loud while preparing to go on stage.

Eating lucky bread in the choir room.

Theatre kids.

Teachers who have changed my life so much.

Going out to lunch with two of my best friends.

Sweet drum beats on the dashboard of the truck.

A hug from a close friend for no real reason.

The walk from the school to Clement Park and back again.

Balancing on the curb.

Diversity Club.

Subway Tuesday.

King Soopers Wednesday.

Sitting in the stairwell.

Crying in the car in front of Barnes and Noble—but knowing that you’ll take care of me.

Traveling to Victor’s restaurant.

Eating carefully counted jelly beans.

Guitar hero.

Crumble/Grumble cake Thursday.

Chemistry labs.

English lectures.

New friendships.

Coffee.

Midnight coffee.

Freight.

Musical.

The constant beep of the tampered with vending machines.

Tripping down the stairs in the commons.

The walk from the choir room to the back stage door before a play.

The smell of the stage curtain.

Rebel man.

Singing the Alma mater in front of the office.

Being called “Taggs.”

“Sending out an S.O.S.”

Starcraft.

Treehouse.

Late nights.

Inside jokes.

Tokyo Joe’s mints.

“SHOTGUN!”

Being late to Mr. Bartok’s class everyday.

Jamba Fridays.

Signing play posters late at night.

Set building.

Mrs. Schwartz.

WE ARE . . . COLUMBINE.

“Don’t smoke”

“That’s funny because. . .”

Five Iron Frenzy – Dandelions

Fitting as many people on a couch as you can.

Prom.

IHOP.

Laying on the driveway and talking for hours.

Just driving.

Adventures.

Nearly dying (numerous times).

“Stephen loves Robert.”

“CHIMICHANGAS!”

Writing Center naps.

The Writing Centaur.

Taking everything for granted.

Feeling like I was a part of something.

Growing up.

I have loved high school. I miss it already. I miss you already.

All of you. You have changed my life. My teachers, my friends, my acquaintances—all of you—have changed my life so much. You are what have made the past thirteen years so good—and the last four even better. The giant talent and caring nature that you are all granted with can change the world. It certainly has for me. I love you Rebels.

Love Always,

jim.

eventhough this chapter is over, I'm excited for the future.