ode to high school

I got on the bus this morning. Nothing new. I got on the bus at an unusual time. 8:17 am. Usually I get on the bus around 6. (I skipped my work out this morning) As I got on the bus I had a flash back. I felt like I had gone back a few years. Like the bus was a time machine that took me back to high school. People watched me as I got on. To see where I would dare to sit. The rich bitches with their Holt or American eagle very impractical bags. The punks with their skinny jeans and their music on full blast...and talking loudly as they try to hold conversations over their music. The jocks, the geeks, the losers. They were all present this morning during a blast to my past.

And all I wanted to say to this people was that this wouldn't last. High school, even though is seems like the biggest thing that will ever be in your life. It too will end sooner than you think. Just cause you were a loser in high school, doesn't mean that you have to be the loser for the rest of your life. Just cause your hot in high school doesn't mean your hair won't be grey, your metabolism won't slow don't and your boobs won't sag.

We have the choice to live by the labels that people stick on us. Whats the point of living up to a label. Because when all is said and done, all that matters is that we know who we are. I mean we are the ones that have to live with ourselves. We are the ones that know what really goes through our minds in the still of the night.

That girl in your homeroom, or that guy in your chemistry class. They don't definate you. You Define You.

This isn't just a lesson that high schoolers need to learn. This is something we all need to learn. Remember, you are who you are. Don't be someone else. Be who you are. Its your life. Its your world. Its your future. You Define You.

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