Thoughts One Week Before 9th Grade Ends How funny it is. My last post was thoughts one week before 9th grade. Now it's thoughts one week before 9th grade ends. And I haven't been on Opuss in 9 months. It's sad really, that I missed all the magic and adventures on here. How I just stopped going to this magical place, missed all these stories. I do love a good story. And here's one: once upon a time, perhaps 9 months or so, there was this boy. He was to start 9th grade. This boy was really awkward and rather lonely. But somewhere along the journey, he started to change, not fitting in, but adapting. Adapting to the world by looking upon it and understanding. And the people in his class also started to change, open up. From being divided in groups, the lines between these lines became blurred. In the last semester, everyone were with everyone, everyone had laughs with each other. Everyone seemed happy. Even the boy. He had always been this lonely awkward kid, now he just... was. Adapted into a group, going to the parties, being social and along for the ride. Perhaps, he had never been this happy. Maybe he had, but the hard times had blurred the memories of happiness. Or he was just a fool. Or mad. That's probably probable. But we're all mad here. But now, there's just one week left. One week left and the class will divide, lose contact as they go separate paths. Once after years of acting, years of pretending, they had finally opened up. Just being. It's sad really, that they will never see each other again. When the boy is finally happy. When the class ends, will so the happiness fade away? But #life will go on. Next year is high school. A new class, new people. But will the boy go back to how he was before? Or will he keep doing what he does now? Will he keep being happy, adapt to the new situation. Only time will tell. All he knows is, he will miss his old class, and cherish the memories. And remember the lessons he learned along the way. "It's no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then"