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... Things to say
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It all seemed to be coming together. Problems were being solved. You’re there. Mellow song in the background, thinking of this; of new things that I’m now comfortable with, life was taking shape. I’ve convinced myself that high school will be fine. I’ll learn, and as long as we stay in touch, I’ll still be able to feel a lot of what I’ve called home for the past two years. And only two, but wow… seems like forever. I’ve made my best friends here; I found myself here. I met you here. I don’t want to leave; but who does. It’s the little things I’m gonna miss. The smiles every day, the waves down the hall. But hey, change can be good. I feel that I’m breaking out of these rules that have been set before me, maybe just a little bit. I’m changing; I like it.
The world is changing, as it always does. In fact; the only constant thing in life is change. And all of a sudden I just felt really good. That was a good change. This time it was for the better. Its closing time; and I know who I want to take me home. – Happy birthday.
-Jones.