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Okay, I'm doing better. I went to my old school's graduation (I used to go there, but I left my sophmore year) I saw a lot of people that I used to know. When I was there, I didn't feel like I didn't belong, like before. This time I felt.... missed. A lot of them said that they wished I could have walked with them. I feel the same way. I wanted to be on the stage with them, dressed in those stupid caps and gowns with them, walk out the door and never have to look back with them, but I can't. These people I've hated for so long.... have made their way into my heart. I love them now and there is no more hate. There's girl named Jessica Wyandt, I hated her the most, but now.... I have developed feelings for her. We hugged each other, sort of as an apology to each other for hating each other, but it was weird. It felt good to hug her, it was a real hug. She hugged back. That hug symbolised the end of that life and the start of a new one, because it showed that we no longer hated each other. My world of hatered has dissapeared, and it has been replaced by love. They no longer hate me, they don't love me, but they don't hate me. It's understandable that they don't, I mean, love doesn't come easy, but when you see the people you've grown up with simply grow into new people right before your eyes..... when you see them mature in an hour and leave the world of highschool behind them and accept that they now must enter the real world, you get exceptionally proud. Now they know what I know, we are on equal grounds. They now know that highschool was just a small part of the world, that it did not define them as people, that it was going to end, and that no one is better than anyone else. I miss every moment with them, even the ones where I felt totally excluded and hated. I miss the people I was awesome friends with, as well as those who rejected me. Hell, I even miss the girls that rejected me. All of it was a part of defining who I am. I will cherish those little moments forever. They are my childhood, something I thought was wasted, but now I don't think so. Every little moment is precious to me. The bad, the good, it doesn't matter, they all developed me into the person I am. I miss it all so much crying