The End of the Beginning

Well, I've just started my last semester of high school, and I suppose I could use the regular cliche of, it's not the end it's the beginning. However, I think I'll go out on a limb here and say it's the end. If you ask me it's the end of the beginning. Honestly I'm quite glad it's almost over. Because no one really likes the beginning of things. The beginning is where you do most of the learning, and where you make the most mistakes. Whether it's the beginning of a new job, the first day of a new class, or the first years of your life, you sort of drag through it. It's basically where you have to get all the annoying/boring stuff out of the way. It's where you learn how everything works. It's where you generally just screw up the most because you don't really know what you're doing. So for now I'm happy to say goodbye.

Now I'm not saying it'll be easy from hear on out, heavens no. It's life, it's like a monkey, it's always trying to fling crap at you, but for the most part I do believe the worst is behind me. From here on out I know what I'm doing, I know how life works, I know what I can expect, I know who my friends are, I know who I am and what I want to be. So for now that's all I really have to say about that.