How 7th grade was a LOT of fun because you were the oldest at the school and had more power than the rest? And you even went on a camp-thing?
How 8th grade was great and extremely exciting because all of a sudden you went to school with all the "big kids", and you were the youngest? And oh my gosh, you met all these new people and you got grades!!?
How 9th grade was even better becasue you got to know everyone really well, you figured out what it took to get good grades, oh, and confirmaion??
Aahhh, and how 10h grade was even better??? Finally you WERE the oldest one, and everyone else looked up to you. And you were wrapping up your three years at junior high, and graduation and so on?
Oh, and then 1st (11th) grade? SO MANY PEOPLE YOU'VE NEVER EVEN HEARD OF BEFORE! And new teachers and subjects, and finally you were one of the "old ones", and were a part of the Russ-celebration?
.. And then every year just keeps getting better, right? It makes sense.
Well. I'm pretty sure I just have to get used to the tought of last year being the best year. And no year in a long long time is ever going to be better than the school year 09/10.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear.
In daylights? In sunsets? In midnights? In cups of coffee? In inches? In miles? In laughter? In strife?
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