The last blog I post as a senior in highschool

Weird...6 years at this school is already over? Holy shit. I'll just spend this time to talk about the 2 people who had the BIGGEST impact on me my entire life at Oxford. I'll write about most of you later, but these two need have priority haha :)

I remember walking onto campus the VERY first day and meeting up with the only person in the entire world that I knew for a fact would be at the same school, raghav...

As we grabbed our schedules and looked at our map (which was very VERY poorly drawn by the way), a minute later I heard him say "Wow we have every single class together" and at a closer look he was right. We'd have to deal with the same terrible history class, run the same stupid miles with hale, take science with the least competent science teacher on campus, draw some stupid art together, learn algebra together, and take English-Art (Shirey ahahaha) together. Out of all of the things that happened to me at my 6 years here, I think this takes the cake as the best one, because one of, if not the best friendship I ever formed started with one hilarious coincidence through the couneslors. It sucks that I havent had a class with the guy in 2 years, and that we'll be almost an hour and a half away from each other next year, but I'm not too worried, we have the internet, agrivating games, and the eventual trips that I'll have to make down there to see him and other SD people. It's still hard to even grasp that we've spent 6 years together. So much time spent playing SO MANY THINGS, and I think I can finally grasp why he doesn't want to sign my yearbook (this doesn't change the fact that you are a LAZY BASTARD though jesus christ)

And who would've thought that the other person I would meet on the VERY first day would have equally just as big of an impact on my life as Raghav? For the first few periods me and raghav talked about the first seemingly dreaded lunch...Where would we sit? Who would we sit with? What would we talk about? As we walked into 5th period beckett, it was the first period so far that we hadn't sat next to each other due to seating arrangements, but that's alright. I sat there watching as this kid with incredibly short hair sat there twirling a pen around between his thumb and forefinger. Absolutely entranced I picked up my pen and on the VERY first try I accidentally whacked him in the head with it. He turned around and I was embarassed as fuck. And he said, and I'll never forget "Hey now that you've hit me in the head, let me introduce myself, I'm Omar, and this isn't really that hard, let me show you how" And instead of listening to beckett (A trend that would set in for the rest of the year, and probably why I'm so shitty at math now hahaha), we sat and talked a bunch of small talk and he explained to me how to twirl pens around in so many different ways. As the bell rang I thought to myself, "oh man...what am I doing for lunch..." and omar must've seen me and raghav lost in thought since he asked us "Hey why dont you two eat lunch with us, unless you have somewhere you're already gonna eat at"

So of course we agreed to eat lunch there, which may have been the best decision I made out of my 6 years here. He shows us to the table that had been so carefully picked out, and as we sat down we must've EASILY had the largest group of scrubs on campus. If my memory serves me right, the people sitting at this table were: "Omar, Cameron Haygood, Cameron Soreno (spelling permits), Harris, Mez, Zack, myself, Raghav, Rahul, Jesus (I THINK), elton, and several others. I never would've thought this would've been the same group of people (mostly, at least most who are still here) that I'd known for the remainder of my years here.

Over the years we got incredibly close, swapping stories that both horrified and amazed the two of us. I've gotten angry with everyone I know at least at one point or another, and I think I can easily say I've never been more than just agitated with him at one point or another. It's hard for me to stay mad or even get mad in the first place too haha...

I never really knew anyone closely in elementary school (well...the few I did is another story entirely), and I think out of anyone ever leaving oxford, his hurt me the most. I was just so devastated. I felt alone, cold, and just horrible that this could happen. Quite possibly the nicest and coolest kid I know was gone, I was terrified that he would've been gone from my life forever holy shit.

I'm so glad that I never lost touch, it's like he never left :)




And now it's all over. What do we all do now? I don't want to lose touch with them, or any of you that matter to me as a matter of fact either. This isn't going to be easy or simple, but I've got to deal with it. Like other things, but this I hopefully won't totally fail at....

PS. I'll never forget that when I came back from being sick for 3-4 months-ish what elton said right to me as I sat down to eat with everyone again, "What's this fat blonde asshole doing eating with us omar?!" ahahaha