“It's a boy!”
“What should we name him, dear?”
Do I have to pay attention? My grandpa always told me that I'm only young once, and should enjoy life, not sit here bored in school all day.
Dinosaurs are pretty cool. So are dragons. If dinosaurs breathe fire, are they dragons?
For some reason, I want to hold that girl's hand and hug her a lot. I wonder why.
I wonder what that flower tastes like.
Flowers don't taste very good.
We're not being mean to each other. We're just playing around. Right?
Hey, I hugged that girl I wanted to hug. Neat.
Middle School? Hey, there's more kids here! I can make more friends!
Why are those boys being so mean to that kid? What did he ever do? I wonder if he needs a friend.
Why are those boys being mean to me? I never even talked to them! Is it because I talk to the boy they were already mean to? I'm going to stand up for myself.
Hmm, I don't have as many friends as that popular kid. Oh well I like the friends I have.
Oh, we're not friends anymore? Why is that? Because I'm not cool enough? Oh, I understand. No, it's okay.
Sex? We're only in eighth grade! No one should be having that yet! I like girls and all, but it just doesn't really seem right. I'm not doing anything like that yet.
We've finished moving. Oh well, those kids in middle school sucked anyways. I'm not that great at making friends, though. I hope I can make some in my new high school...
“Are you sitting alone with your head down because you're tired or you're new and have no friends?”
“Come sit with us, then.”
I wonder what I want to do after high school. What do I want to be when I grow up? Being a teacher would be cool, I guess.
Oh, right. Grades. Yeah, I should start caring about those now, shouldn't I?
A new school year! Aw man, I don't have any classes with my friends I made last year. I'll still see them, though. In the halls, and during lunch.
So many kids have boyfriends and girlfriends. I don't have a girlfriend. I guess I should ask someone out?
Wow, a lot a girls said no. But this one said yes!
You're moving away? No, I understand. No, it's okay.
Man, these classes are hard. My grades aren't too good. I'm kind of worried, but I've been trying my hardest. Well, sorta...
Junior year is the hardest? Crap. And I don't have many friends in my classes again. I'm still not very good at making friends. Maybe in school clubs...?
Wow, I should have done this long ago! School clubs are great! I'm meeting a whole bunch of kids!
I really like that girl. Well, Valentine's day is coming up. Maybe I should ask her out on a date...
Is this what young love feels like? I kind of like it.
Oh man, my grades are awful this year. What about college? Don't I have to start worrying about that? I don't know where I want to go. I don't even know what I want to do. I don't really want to be a teacher
Prom night. Got my suit. Learned how to tie a tie. Now I just can't crash mom's car, or she'll kill me.
Wow, the schools are really pushing this college stuff. What do I want to be? What do I enjoy doing?
“If anyone can make it in this world, you can. You have straight A's! I'm lucky if I get a B.”
“You shouldn't give up, though. Keep trying your hardest. You can still make it into college.”
“I'm almost failing so many classes... you'll get into any college you want.”
“You can too, if you apply yourself!”
“I think we should break up.”
“Honestly, so do I. It's just not the same anymore.”
“We should still be friends though!”
Senior year? Maybe I should join more than one club at a time. Is five good? Yeah, one for each day of the week! This is awesome!
“Hey, wanna go out on a date?”
“Sure, when and where?”
College stuff... crap. I'll send applications, but I don't know if I'll even get in.
So many friends, so little time to spend with all of them! I even have a girlfriend again!
So, is this what that sexual stuff is like? I kind of like it. Okay, I really like it! She seems to, too.
“I feel like our relationship is turning into a friends with benefits type of thing.”
“It is, isn't it?”
“What do you think will happen to everyone after high school?”
“No idea. We'll see when we have those reunions!”
Holy crap! I actually got accepted into this college! I can't believe it!
Prom again. Everyone is in a relationship but me. Man, this sucks. A lot...
Well, I'm graduating. I'm going to miss everyone. I've been told that after high school, you almost never see any of your friends ever again, once you all go off to different colleges. I don't think it has to be that way.
“Goodbye! I'll miss you!”
“This isn't goodbye, and you shouldn't say it. Goodbye implies we'll never see each other again. This isn't goodbye, this is a 'See you later' sort of thing.”
College. Wow. Such a nice place! I just have to find my dorm, some clubs to join, and my classes.
College parties are pretty nuts, huh? I don't really think they're for me. I don't really drink, or do any drugs or anything.
“Wanna come to my dorm room sometime? I know guys aren't allowed in after a certain time, but, I'm sure you can come in.”
“What would we do there?”
I wonder what she thinks of me. I turned down that other girl because I like this one a lot more...
I never much cared for sports. But watching them with everyone, well, I get just as excited as everyone else!
Man, my grades are great! Plus the girl of my dreams! Ha! Life is finally getting better, isn't it?
“Hey, I remember you. I knew you in middle school.”
“I have no clue who you are, sorry.”
“I was one of the most popular kids!”
“Doesn't ring a bell.”
“Ah, you were a loser anyways.”
“Well, you're a dick.”
“You heard me.”
“You want to fight me, loser?”
It was self defense, your honor. He attacked me first. I didn't mean to break anything, but that's the way things just seem to happen. He started the arguments first, too.
“No charges. Case dismissed.”
Oh crap, my grades are slipping. I'll be lucky if I manage to keep those scholarships flowing. They rely on me doing good in school. But I'm trying so hard! I can't seem to do it though. Nothing I do seems to be working...
"I'm sorry, but, we shouldn't be together. I don't want to hurt you."
"I'll be honest, this hurts. But you don't want to hurt me any more that this, so it's okay... I understand."
My friend says that an F is better for your GPA than a D. I guess that's the bright side of this grade, eh?
"Um, I really like you."
"I really like you too. Do you want to... go out sometime?"
"Yes, that sounds really nice."
My roommate doesn't seem to be too happy. I hope I'm not the cause, I don't want him to hate me.
Someone from high school died? What? Who is it? Oh... I didn't really know him that well... I hope everyone is okay though, most of them seem upset.
Finals week... I'll be lucky if I get a C in my classes this year.
Final grades. A-, C+, C-, and an F. Mom won't be too happy about this.
"Hey, since we're all back home, we should get everyone together again and hang out like old times."
"Definitely! We'll have to figure out a good time for that!"
Back to school. I barely saw my old friends while I was home, though. Dunno why. Well, lets just hope I do better this time around!
Oh man, school has barely started and I already screwed something up. I'll just make sure to have it for next class.
I'm struggling way too much with all of this. How do some kids do it? I'm stressing out like mad here...
What? She's pregnant? And engaged? But we've only been out of high school for one year!
I can't stop thinking about high school. Everyone's lives are either turning out great or horrible...
Barely scraped by once again... I wonder how everyone else is doing...? Oh well, at least I have good friends and someone to love. I don't know what I'd do without them!
Ugh, they're arguing again. Why do they call each other friends if they hate each other so much?
"I don't know what I'd do without you."
"I don't like to think about where I would be if I didn't have you around."
"I love you..."
"I love you too..."
Oh man, graduated college. Finding a real world, adult job is going to be difficult. Especially one that I can make a living off of.
Struggling a little bit, but making it by. I asked her to marry me, and she said yes! She'll be moving in tomorrow. Nothing could make me happier.
I'm finally making some money! It's good to see that my boss keeps noticing my hard work. First a raise, then a promotion!
Out of that apartment, and into a small house! Couldn't have been any better of a time. We're going to have a baby!
“What's that in the mail, sweetie?”
“An invitation to my high school reunion.”
“Will you be going?”
“Well, it's kind of far off. Plus, I'd have to take off of work. I guess I'll think about it.”
“I think you should go. You'll get to see all of your old friends again! I'll even get off of work to come with you.”
Why did I come here? It's just a pissing contest between everyone to see who turned out to be the most successful.
Man, a lot of kids turned out to be alcoholics or drug addicts. Hey, there's my old friends! I wonder how their lives turned out.
“I remember when we thought I was going to be something. I got straight A's all the time... but now...”
“Fate does that to us. There's got to be some reason... right?”
“I know reunions are supposed to be happy, but that was just depressing. Everything has changed so much. Everyone is different.”
“I'm sorry honey. I enjoyed meeting the people you always had so many stories about, though.”
“Those stories just become painful memories now, knowing what's happened to all of us, and knowing those things will never happen again. What used to make me smile will only make me want to cry now...”
I'm a grand parent! Raising my own kids was a pain in he butt enough! Now they'll know what they put me and their mom through! I miss her, though. It seems like it was so long ago when we lost her, but... it wasn't too long ago at all...
“Dad, can you watch her for the day? I have to get back to work, and I can't bring her with me...”
“Of course I can watch my granddaughter. She can keep me company in this empty ol' house.”
“I feel like I don't visit enough, dad.”
“I'm just happy to see you whenever. Just say the word, and you can stop by.”
I'm getting old. These stairs take a lot more out of me than they used to...
Almost fell. I think it's time I stopped living alone at my age.
I'm the youngest one at the nursing home. Everyone of the others seems jealous! The nurses here are quite nice, though. My daughter picked out the perfect place for me.
I hear I'm going to be a great grandfather! Ahh, if only I wasn't stuck in this bed all day. Oh well, at least my family visits often.
The doctor told me there's not too much time left in my old body. I guess that's fate for you. I'm not scared of death, though. If anything, death should be scared of me! Ha ha ha- Oh, it hurts to laugh that hard. I should be a little more careful. At least it doesn't hurt to chuckle!
I hoped to see my great grandchild, but it looks like I'll be gone before then. I'm sorry, sweetheart. I'm sure your grandchild will be lovely.
I once read that when you are about to pass, your body releases the chemicals that make you dream. It's like that final cigarette that you share. You're body is with you all your life. It shares every experience you've had, it keeps a record in scars and memories... I'm dreaming, quite vividly, but I'm wide awake. I guess this is it, then. I'll miss you, body. Hopefully, we'll meet again in another life...
“It's a boy!”
“What should we name him, dear?”