Final Days
I was talking to Adam and we concluded (as I had already decided, but confirmed with him) that you don’t need a good reason to break up with somebody. You just have to do it politely. Adam’s an awesome kid; I wished him luck in college and that may be the last time I see him for years.
At DairyQueen it was Josh, Steve, Matthew, Peter, Ben, Bri, Karin (she rocks for getting me eastmountainsouth), Jordy, Simon, Jeremy, Adam, Danielle, Ryan, Katherine, Tommy and even more people whom I can’t remember. It was one massive, accidental, leaving-for-college party. We all talked, caught up, laughed, and Matthew chased Steve threatening to whip him with his belt.
Later on it was Nils’ house to say goodbye. We returned to the house with the Christmas tree and candles in the window and sang more Christmas music. Loudly. Then on to other people’s houses for more caroling. Thankfully nobody chased us and no cops came after us.
It was strange to say “good-bye” to Nils. We’ve known each other for 8 years now and the times are loaded with memories. I remember our English video about “Lord of the Flies,” playing laser tag, birthday parties in his basement, sleep overs with botched attempts to get shaving cream all over people who were actually sleeping, and then back to dim memories of elementary school when Nils wasn’t 6 inches taller than me. I can’t believe that book is closed; life continues to move on now. Don’t any of you let it pass you by. Our time is still our own even if we can’t control the “whips and scorns of fortune.”