Wolfgirl: Change

The same title again. This time, the post will be completely different.
Today I cried for the first time in a long while, I always do when reading the inscriptions that my friends have written in my yearbook for the 1st time. I knew I would so I put reading them off, you see, I never read what people write in my yearbook until after school ends, I guess it's like a final goodbye. For the past week I have ha my yearbook sitting on my dresser, almost daring me to pick it up. Tonight I closed my door and just did it.
Yes, I cried, but not as much as I thought I would. Usually I bawl my eyes out, not tonight however. I kept my tears in thru most all of them, working my way from the back of the book up. Only reading the final note (more like a letter really, it took up like half a frigging page) from Chibi, did the tears leak out. I only cried briefly, I was not a mess or anything, it was more of a resigned crying i guess.
I realized something; things will never be the same. I mean, we all know this, it is taught to us from when we are young, things change. I know that, I've seen proof of it time and time again. But tonight it hit me, my friends and I will never have the same classes again, I will never have my favorite teacher, Kibbler, again, and I will never walk out to the buses laughing with the same good friends who truly know me. Never. I've known this before, I was brought almost to tears by this on the last day of school.
Before now, I've known it, but never truly accepted it. Now I have to, I embrace it, good and bad. I can never go back, no matter how hard I try. It is so sad, and kinda bitter, but that chapter of my life is over. I am resigned to that fact.
Maybe it will be okay, there will always be more friends, teachers, doors to go thrue, paths to go down. There might even be something better waiting for me. In fact, I am shure there is.The future will bring good along with bad. Right now is just the in between time. I have not yet moved into my future, but I have embraced the moving on of my past.
None of this is to say I will lose touch with my friends. I refuse to. Friends make life worth living. They are like the baking powder in a cake, they raise you up. They make you fluffy and happy and light. The good ones make you stand up to be better than you would be without them. Thank goodness for friends.
I think I might call some of mine up ad have a long talk or two.
In the words of my old school's daily announcements; with something to thing about,this is Wolfgirl, make it a great day or not, the choice is yours.
Have a nice night y'all.

Peace,
Wolfgirl Out