I like my school.

If ever so little.

I went to visit another today. Er, well yesterday. And though the drive was long and the city quite dull, my friends were loving and stayed awake throughout my tiring day. I even bowled terribly and it was okay because I had a lot of laughs.

I’m not the type to get attached or to mope over lost friends, but there was something about the people I cherish, that I have learned to never let go (if I even could). I adore my boy. And I adore my girl. It’s no wonder my life crashes without their help. If my most prized posessions were things, I would be so terribly wrong. They aren’t something you can buy or even hold.

I prize my relationships. I prize those close. I prize my best friends. So I have to say, though the school I visited today matched more of my high standards and fit appeals, I like my school. It taught me how to love. How to cherish.

I love you guys.

And I can never say it enough.