everyone I know, someday, will die.
Nothing good lasts long these days, it seems. Graduation's rapid approach is a morbid reminder of how easily I let the time slip past me, and of how much time I've wasted doing nothing. I feel like my productivity is far below par, despite doing more homework than ever this year (thank you, AP Lit).
I can feel friendships crumbling already, as more and more people realize that soon we won't be obligated to see any of our classmates ever again. All the polite smiles and hallway greetings we've been exchanging for the last decade will soon amount to nothing, as all contact ceases. The hum of the real world will fill our ears, and all the casual, not-so-close friends we've had for years will vanish into the oblivion of our memories.
Sometimes it feels good to be cynical (or, in this case, realistic).
