Once reality set in, I soon realized that I can not get along with everyone and not everyone will like me even though it is senior year. I want to be remembered as a really nice person, but one can only do so much. Then there is the thought that why do I even care what my classmates think of me because I will never have to see them again in my life. It goes back and fourth and it gets hard to deal with.
I have come to realize that my best friends are all I need this year and that we will remain close even after senior year, and that I just need to try to be as nice as I can this year to other people. And I can't do anything to make them think of me as a genuinely nice person when we all graduate. People think what they want to think.
Until next time,
Katie Hayes