Two Weeks

Well, there are about two weeks left until I graduate from the school where I have spent the last four years of my life. Two weeks until I leave the majority of my friends, in search of the new adventures that are out there waiting for me. I always say that I am really excited to graduate, and that I just can't wait to move on. That's mainly true, but after thinking, there are several things I am going to miss. I won't be able to look after my woodwinds in band anymore, or hear my band director say something completely ridiculous, or listen to my Spanish teacher ramble about Watergate. I will no longer be able to go hiking with my same group of friends on the weekend or sleep in my Gov/Econ class (Hey, don't judge me, we have all slept in a class at some point in our life). The thing I will miss most however, will be my best friend. I'll no longer have him around to encourage me to move on when I feel like giving up, or his shoulder to lay my head on when I get sleepy in a movie, or all the pointless conversations we have. It'll be over. I have to start over, in hopes of finding a new best friend, someone to replace him. The difficult thing is though, I don't want to replace him.