I looked at my old year books today. It's hard to believe that high school was almost three years ago...weird.
They used to make me sad when I looked at them, I would miss the old days and old friends too much.
Now all I see is how far I've come and I see who was important enough to stay in my life after school.
Only a handful, but they are the ones that count.
Hell, I'm living with my best friend from freshman year.
In a way, it doesn kinda make me sad. But not really sad. It's bittersweet.
The people that are here now are here for a reason.
It feels good to be where I am.