If I was told at the beginning of Grade eight that I would have this wonderful circle of friends who are as diverse and eccentric as all of you are, I would have told whoever said it that they were insane. Nobody would want to be friends with a style-less little geek like me.
How very wrong I was, wouldn't you say? In the span of five years, I have gotten to know each and every one of you. Sometimes I ended up knowing sides of you that were less-than-ideal, sometimes you got to know the same sides of me. Sometimes we fought, sometimes we didn't. But most of the time I was blessed with the best experiences of my life. Each and every one of you is special, and like I said in page 47 of the yearbook (or whatever page it's on), you are the reason why BSCHS was never silent for me. Why the school was tolerable. And so I say my long-winded farewells to all of you.
The original two. That's what we are. I have known you since I got here, and what can I say, I'm prouder than hell of you. You probably want to hang me for writing something so sappy but I'm sort of despondent about not having anyone to oil the creative cogs at three in the morning. Somehow I think I'll be emailing you at three in the morning from Guelph because I can't write. You and I have endured family changes and moving houses and we just plain understand each other. You've been one of my best friends, if not the best, for the past seven years. We have a lot in common, and I think that you are going to go a hell of a lot farther than I will with the pen. When your first book comes out, I want a free signed copy. And make sure to discredit Briand in the dedications section. Thank you so much for being a sympathetic ear over the years and an all around fun person. There are plenty of things we can remember but they're innumerable. From HP to the XRP, our creative minds have kept us together where our academic minds have diverged. And perhaps that is the best thing about our friendship. It's all creative. :D Best of luck to you and congratulations on getting into Nipissing. We'll co-ordinate our visits and surprise everyone else. You rule and you know it.
Voltaire said: "I despise what you say but will defend to the death your right to say it." I find that it's rung true for the past three years of being your close friend. But many of our disagreements come not from hatred, but rather a mutual desire to understand each other. And maybe it's only happened in the past few days in the wake of the realization of what this all means, but I think I can say that I understand you. And that in itself means the world to me. You will go far. You don't think so now... but it will happen. The only advice I can give to you is to realize what matters to you and don't let anything discredit it. Hold onto what you believe and keep your ideals strong. You are talented, and your talents will reap their own benefits in time. Once you are ready, I think, you will move onto the next thing, to the next place, all on your own. Remember also that when things get difficult is not the time to bow out; only the time to work harder. You'll leave what you dislike behind. I have the utmost faith in you, and I love you almost like a sister. I intend completely to keep in touch with you and never hesitate to call or email should you need an ear.
If there's one person whom I am reluctant to leave, it would be you. Fate has dealt you quite a hand, and needless to say, you've played the game as best you could. You are a talented individual, a better writer than me - and you know it so shut your mouth :D - and your hilarious antics have kept everyone smiling. You've rescued me from my hellish household several times, and my only regret is that I never reciprocated the action enough. The fact that you denied your like/love for Ian for so long entertains me to no end. You two will do great. Your love of movies that I haven't seen is hilarious. I think I know most of Fight Club and Once Upon a Time in Mexico now. Card playing and script writing... your too-slow realization of David Thanter's ethinicity ("So, he's Jewish?")... it has defined us over the past year and a half. The times are great... and I guess now is the time where I am to give you advice. And here it comes. Keep your 'msuci' playing at all times and remember: life IS a musical and is full of second chances. Do not let one failure drag you down. Just keep your nose to the grindstone and FOR THE LOVE OF GOD realize that you can't do everything at once. ;) Prioritize and you'll do just fine, and once you're ready, you'll be able to get the F out. You will come and visit me. You will. This is not up for discussion.
The fateful summer of doom a go go. Where would I be without C.A.? I'll tell you where! A complete recluse is what I'd be. Whenever I felt neglected there you were on my doorstep. It lasted for one whole summer and now one whole year. I have to say I owe large portions of my current sanity to you. You were my ear during my mom's deployment, and you're still my ear now. You've put up with me, which not too many people can claim to have done. You sing and do math with amazing proficiency, and you like Hugh Jackman just about as much as I do. It's gonna be tough not having you knocking on my dorm door at Guelph every other night but I think I'll make do. I'll be emailing you constantly for advice on you-know-what. You and Dale will be fine, I know it, you're strong people. Remember our awesome times together, writing and dancing and becoming a tad too inebriated for our own goods. The Mole! MOW YOUR LN! It's great times ahead and you know it. You too will visit me. And we'll play Dreidel and drink Scotch. I'll be your friend for as long as you can stand me ;)
We're going to see Harry Potter! I swear, I'll come back just for that. What to say to Sarah! Well; the ray of sunshine in the BWC doesn't need reassurance because I know that underneath your happy-go-lucky exterior you're as tough as nails. You've never let adversity get you down. The Polite Complainer shall go far in life. I've come to know you as such a friendly and generous person, and I've been priveledged to know your friendly and generous family as well. It will be a change not to be able to watch you grin every morning and know that it'll all be okay because if you can find something to smile about, I sure as hell can. You've reminded me not to be stupid, and your trust over the past couple of months has meant a lot to me. Whenever I'm in Math 1200, Integral Calculus with Professor Weiner, I will think of you. Remember tha Mole too, because you were there. And if I come back and find that you and HE have not hooked up, I will take forcible measures. LOL. ;) Best of luck to you and, just like everyone else, visit. You've been a great friend.
So there it is. Tonight, most of us take a flying leap into the future. Some of us are leaving, some of us are returning to Bish, some are stayin around for college. But today I've realized that I've been lucky to have a group of people who stuck together and took the best journey of my life along with me. I hope that you all feel the same way, that these five years were worth it. I sure do, and while part of me doesn't want it to end, part of me knows that it has to. And it's going to... but the friendships will remain. That is my final piece of advice: Jobs and trends come and go, but solid friendships will last forever. The BWC will last forever. Of this I am sure.
I won't be around as much as you may think right now. I won't have the time nor the money to do so. So I ask you all to keep in touch. I'll have 'net access in my room and the whole nine yards, and I'll let you all know when I come up. I just don't want to be forgotten, because I won't forget any of you. I think I will be fine and I will continue not to be stupid. Maybe I'll come home with souvenirs one day. Or something. This is the point of this tirade where I'm feeling so emotional that I don't know WTF to do.
I will see you on the flipside.
Love, always and forever,