5-10-15

I am a Red vs Blue fan.

I hate goodbyes.

But today was our last meeting in Alpha Psi Omega for the school year. It was kinda hard. I didn't think it would be, until miss "ready to leave-I know exactly how many days until graduation" herself said "I don't want to countdown anymore" with a bright red face and tears in her eyes. She almost got me, that one. I didn't want to cry. It made no sense to cry. Half of the seniors don't have their shop hours done. And I'm going to be here all of exam week so I will definitely see them at some point. But facts are facts. Lyndsay, Matthew, Craig, Sarah, Ashley, Daniel, and Emily are graduating. Adam is transferring. Jehan may transfer. Goodbyes are in order.

So that's what our meeting somehow was today. We said goodbye. It was nice. There were lots of tears. None from me. Not yet. Those will happen some time later this week when I REALLY say goodbye. But I waited patiently. I whined about John Moletress and his useless comments on my paper (yes, I know I haven't included citations. You would too if you had read my email). I got myself organized. I unsuccessfully looked for pizza. And then I spoke to the seniors and thanked them briefly for being in my life. I am glad I got to do so with my regular pale face instead of a red snotty one. We'll see if I maintain that composure by the end of the week. Never, not once, in all my days did I think mister Valentin-Morales would be the one to make me almost cry. But yes. Hugs & love are always really nice.

So I will most likely link this onto the Alpha Psi Omega current cast page on Friday. Because I should. But I'm sentimental now. And I have feelings. And writing them down is important. I swear there's a reason this goes on this blog. Goodbyes are hard. Memories are, in fact, a very nice thing.

Thank you. Forever. Endlessly. For being such beautiful people. For the love and light you have brought into my life. For letting me watch you be amazing, and learn how to maybe be amazing, too. Thank you for many laughs at way too late hours of the night. Thank you for holding me while I cried and for trusting me to do the same for you. Thank you for the ridiculous amounts of support, in and out of Alpha Psi Omega. Thank you for, in the kindest ways possible, correcting me when I was wrong. Thank you for backing me up when I was right. Thank you for letting me into your heart when I know so well that I did not deserve that. Thank you for forgiving me when I wasn't worthy of it. Thank you for showing me kindness, even when you barely knew me. Thank you for sharing your lives with me. Thank you for sharing a stage with me. I don't know if there's much difference with those last two, honestly. But I'm glad I could play a small part in the magnificent and massive adventures you people will have. There's no way a single one of you would not be able to conquer the world. I could write paragraphs about each and every one of you, but we'll just save those for another time. Keep moving forward. Don't forget to flush. Wear sunscreen. Know that I love you. 

Seek a life useful.