I LOVE My Friends, that’s all

Last night I went to watch a football game at my old high school, CHHS.  The reason being that my little sister is in Townsend Junior High’s band and they performed with CHHS band on the field.

Anybody who knows me knows that I love my sister more than anything and that she is pretty much the coolest person I know.  So naturally, even in her little band uniform and hat (apparently called a shako, as she very quickly corrected me when I asked if she wanted me to hold her hat haha), she was inanely cool.  She marched onto the field with her little drum which is about half her size and she was shorted than everybody else, but it was so cute.  Apparently she is actually upset that she had to have the smallest drum, but honestly if they let her have anything bigger I’m not quite sure how she would be able to march.  As usual her hair is dyed at the moment, so the whole front her hair was bright blue all pulled up into a bun so she could put her hat on still…and as usual I tried my best to embarrass her so I screamed her name at the top of my lungs until I could tell she was smiling, even though she wouldn’t turn and look at us (I am pretty sure it is against marching protocol to do so).  But ya, she is awesome.  I am so proud of her :)

However, even though my little sister was only performing at half time we had to stay there the whole game.  I wouldn’t admit it, but I was a little excited to be going.  This is going to sound dumb, but since I always had to cheer I never got to sit in the stands for a single high school football game, that is until last night.  I honestly don’t know what I expected it would be like, but it was so odd.  I sat there watching the football players (lose mostly, they did pretty bad haha), and I realized I didn’t know a single one, and even if I had they didn’t have names on the back of their jerseys, which I found inconvenient.  I stared at the song and cheerleaders, and realized that I also didn’t really know anybody.  A few people looked familiar but that was about it.  I mostly just got annoyed at myself for knowing all the cheers and having the reflexive urge to sing and dance with them (apparently four years of cheering is hard to forget).  I didn’t even know a single person in the stands.  The only people that recognized me were my old teachers.  [Side Note: That part was awesome actually.  Mr. Roberts is exactly the same, running around like crazy, but her hair got longer now.  Dubba was sooo cute and sweet like always and she let me in the game for free before she knew my dad already bought me a ticket, Mr. Delgado recognized me too which I thought was cool, I SAW MR. TRAN!!, Mr. Lanathoua and Claire were the same as always, and funniest of all was that Mr. Connell has super long hair and was wearing like a jersey material long sleeve and a bright blue and green scarf and looked like a hippie]  So honestly, after seeing my little sister perform at half time, I was sooooo terribly bored.  I didn’t understand it.  I used to do go to every football game varsity had, for like three years I did this, and it may have not been my favorite thing in the world but it was pretty fun.

Then it occurred to me that I didn’t care because I had no investment in anybody at CHHS.  It wasn’t that football was boring or anything, just that I had nobody on the team I knew.  I had nobody to watch.  The fun had always been cheering for your friends, being with your friends.  In high school even if you don’t know somebody you have most likely seen them before.  You are constantly surrounded by familiarity.  But this was a field full of strangers for me, and it made me just not care at all.

Looking back on high school it was never being involved that made things fun, it was the people.  I am so insanely lucky that in high school I met some of the most amazing people in the world.  To this day, my friends from high school are still some of the best friends I have.  Not that I haven’t made friends in college (I have and those people are amazing too), but my high school friends are like my lifetime friends.  Even though we all went to different colleges, we like different things, and our lives are all headed in wildly different places, nothing has changed really.  We can not see one another for weeks, months even, and then as soon as we all come home for a break it is exactly like nothing ever changed.  So I realize now that it was my friends who made my high school experience, no amount of ASB or cheer or AP classes could have done it alone.  It was the people I knew, the relationships I formed, they were, and still are everything to me.

The friends I have had, and still have, are what have shaped me into the person I am today.  I don’t mean to sound cliche but they have radically changed my life in so many ways, almost all for the better.  They are everything to me.  I know that no matter what I can count on them for anything, literally anything.  They have helped me through every problem in my life I ever bothered to talk about, they have supported me, encouraged me, and I respect them more than anything.  They are all amazing in their own unique ways.  I am SO SO SO lucky that they are a part of my life.  So I guess I just want to say thank you for that.  THANK YOU MY AMAZING FRIENDS!!! (you all know who you are :D )