Goodbye, high school.

I'm almost a year over due on writing a post that isn't completely depressing.

I don't like to think about high school because all I see is my senior year and that's not what I want to remember.
It's time to let it go, all of it, the struggle and everything that came along with it this past year. I'm sorry you've had to read month after month of bad days and  heavy hearts. I'm back after a year, with a mended heart thanks the season of Summer, and all the time I've spent at church and with my family, and most importantly all the time I've spent alone with Jesus.


Senior year doesn't define my high school experience.

Let's have a small recap:
 Sophomore year: http://nathalliechavez.blogspot.com/2011/06/sophomore-year-simply-came-went.html
 Junior year: http://nathalliechavez.blogspot.com/2012/05/even-if-it-breaks-your-heart.html

Which brings me to my first advice for all you high schoolers, take lots of pictures.

It was a good run and I came out much different than when I came in.
High school teaches you a lot of things, contrary to popular belief, these things are NOT related to the quadratic formula or the periodic table of elements.

It teaches you things about yourself but first it confuses the common sense right out of you.

You'll say 'no' to the one you should have said 'yes' to.
And his brand new girlfriend will remind you of that every other cute instagram picture later.

You'll say 'yes' to that party that you should have said no to.
And pictures sent to your phone the next day will make you want to hide forever.

You're going to be mad at things you're going to laugh at later.
You're going to roll and get rolled, and it's all fun and games until someone takes it too far.
You're going to have a lot of near death experiences and you might even have to run from the cops a few times.(cough,cough, Kelsey Wilson)

You probably already damaged your sleeping schedule for life, some days that desk will be like your 2nd bed.


You will get a way with things and fist pump every time you think about it but... you can't get a way with everything.
Much to your dismay, you're going to get caught, and yelled at and you're going to feel worthless.

I know I speak for all of us when I say that there was also things that weren't funny.
Things we wish we could take back.
We hurt peoples feelings and they hurt ours.

Be the bigger person.
Be the one thing that brighten someones day.
Remember that your best friend is not perfect and their mistakes aren't unforgivable just because you didn't see it coming.

You don't need alcohol to have a good time.

If you love them, tell them.

Compliment people.

Participate, have school spirit, you're not too cool, promise.

Go to each others ball games, make t-shirts, be obnoxiously loud when your boy shoots that 3 pointer, GO NUTS, support one another, 

Stop looking for reasons to be sad because you'll find them.

Go on dates, steal some kisses, just not too many. 

Don't be a crazy boyfriend/girlfriend, be chill. 

Play your sport, wear your number proud, love your teammates.
There's weird kind of good pain that happens when you walk off the field for the very last time.
Bittersweetness, will never taste okay but by the end it'll taste familiar.

Nothing beats, I mean nothing, not when the ap test are over, not finally presenting your senior project, not acing your final exams, or eocs, graduating, NOTHING comes close.. to the feeling of overwhelming joy that comes when you turn in your very last chem log.

Don't be afraid to be a Christian. 
Remember your creator in the days of your youth before the evil days and the years draw near where you can say 'I have no pleasures in them.'
Jesus loves you so much that he takes you as you are but too much to leave you that way.


Thanks East Surry for the lessons learned, for the good and the bad.
Goodbye high school,

we're still young, so the fun is really just beginning.

You got a rowdy, ambitious, hard working group, freshly out and hungry to see you World.

goodbye, my almost love

You.
you,
you,
UGH.

How did this happen again?
When you walked in my mind, heart, strength, will, and pride failed me at the very scenes.
When the lights turned off, I felt a longing, and it possessed me to the very bone.  I crawled next to you, my unfinished business, my never could be, my almost lover.
.
It was all wrong but there I was laying next to you, and my body was possessed with a warmth that was so satisfying. The vibe you give off as you sleep, you, in your most vulnerable state of being, a restless soul like yourself, lost in dreams. I admired it, the atmosphere was filled around me with the sound of you breathing in and out, unaware of my presence. You opened your eyes at my touch, you smiled, shook your head, no words were spoken, yet it was all so loud.

The air was screaming "walk away" I could even hear the stars outside begging me to WALK AWAY before I was trapped in his spell. All I could hear was the beat of my heart, in a rhythm that it's never played to. It was playing for you, your own special music, your own special song, playing in my chest. When your fingers interlaced with mine, my body stopped trembling as if your strong hands demanded the cold to stop biting at my skin. You pressed our intertwined hands up to your chest. I let out a sigh of relieve, the stress exits my system. I'm no longer tense, I'm peaceful, just like that, just with you.

 That moment was blissful, a perfect goodbye, a thank you for what we almost were, for butterflies, and sweet words. That moment was for all our late night conversations, for our laughing, and for all of our wishful thinking that maybe we could be together.That moment was for fighting too, for our terrible timing, for never getting it right. I planted a kiss slowly, softly, on your hand, let it go and whispered "bye" . I don't know if you heard me say it, but I did. I bid you the saddest, most tender, most genuine goodbye.  I don't know how much of me meant it, I don't know if you'll ever be around again for me to take it back.