High school takes up 720 days of our lives. 720 days of sitting at desks with people we probably won't ever talk to outside of classrooms. 720 days of waking up at 6am trying to make ourselves look presentable occasionally but most days throwing on leggings and a hoodie and looking in the mirror saying "fuck it". 720 days seems like a long time. You could meet your bestfriend that might stay life long friends, or friends you lose at the end of the month you can make insane memories that one day you'll end up telling your kids. You'll meet bitches who want to ruin your happiness simply because they don't like you even though they have no idea who you are underneath the clothes and makeup and outside of your friend group.you can establish who you are and the kind of person you want (or may not) want to be. You could be the popular girl with countless "friends" or the loser who has 3 close friends that mean the world to you. 720 days it a lot of time to fit in as many heart breaks as possible. You'll meet douchebags who want your body. Or you could meet the love of your life. You have more that enough time to fall in love, maybe even more that once. You have time to make mistakes, because mistakes make the best stories and lessons. There's time for late nights blasting music as loud as you can on the highway with an over packed car going 90 having no idea where you're going, just because you can. Time to get stressed and overwhelmed and cry. You'll probably cry more within 720 days then you will ever again. You can drink and smoke and party and have sex and do whatever the fuck you want. Or you can stay at home by yourself on a Friday night and do next weeks homework. You can stay in bed crying for a week over a boy you thought was different, or you can act like nothing is wrong for months when you're crushed on the inside but don't want anyone to know. You can kiss 70 people or just one. You can experience being drunk for the first time off cheap vodka at a party with people you consider your friends. You can sneak out and have butterflies about getting caught. 720 days to fit so much life in. So many important milestones, in what seems like forever. But then one day everyone blinks and it's gone. You're not 16 anymore. You're walking across a graduation stage looking at the people you've surrounded yourself with for 720, and you probably still don't know half their names. The teacher you hated is congrats girl you in making it out alive. You come to realize that no, it's not like the movies. It's so much more but so much less. It's all over so fast, and suddenly your freshman year feels like last week. It feels like 6 days ago you got your licence. 5 days ago you kissed the guy you thought you would marry, but now you walk by without a look. 4 days ago you got so drunk you woke up in someone else's bed. 3 days ago you were driving down black roads waking up neighbours with a packed car. 2 days ago you went to prom with the football captain. Yesterday, you sat alone and cried about how it was all over. Today, you blinked. And tomorrow, it's all just going to be memories...
