To the Birch Wathen Lenox Class of 2014, I Love You.

This is not going to be one of those deep, meaningful poems. Hell, I won’t even use my thesaurus. I’m not writing a poem, either. This is merely a thought.

Oh my god.
Like, oh my god.
This year has been… special, to say the least. I’ve made some new friends, and lost a few. But that’s life, right? There’s been gossip, drama, scandal, etc. You name it, we’ve had it. But, surprisingly, every last one of you has been there for me in one way or another this past year. From something as simple as helping me with the Math homework because I had zoned out (yet again) in class, to being that one waterproof shoulder to cry on, just… LEKUJDSHFNA. I’m sorry for that random burst of lettering, I just don’t know what to say. I guess all there really is to say is thank you, all, so very much. It’s not really over, is it? I keep on waiting for me to wake up from this dream, but it’s not fucking happening, and it’s upsetting the hell out of me. It’s 1:21 AM, the day before Arch Day, and I’m up writing a shitty blog post about how much I love you guys. Like, I don’t even know what my emotions are right now. If I’m happy, sad, regretful… I guess you could call it a mixture of the three. Also, I know I’ve been rather hostile to some of you in the past, so I’d just like to apologize for whatever I’ve done; I am not brave enough to mean anything. And let’s be blunt, here: I am quite the outsider in most situations. I’m weird, to put it gently. Well, I’m not sure if it’s because you’re all so accepting, or if you’ve just grown used to my shenanigans, but thanks for accepting me when I needed acceptance. So, I’ll leave you all with these (extremely cheesy) parting words: We’re always going to meet people, but only a few of those people will really leave a mark in your mind and on your heart. Well, all of you have left quite a deep mark, to be honest.

Always,
Me