My roommate doesn’t feel that her relationship with friends back home is any different now that she has gone on to university and they have stayed back for another year of grade 12 - the victory lap, as they call it. When she goes home, she says she still feels like she is in high school. Her friends are talking about the same old teachers and the same old stuff but it doesn’t feel like that long ago that she was part of it. So she can still relate.
But I feel the total opposite. I get frustrated with friends who are calling all stressed out about something. I think, seriously, you call that stress? They are complaining about having to do an English assignment and all I can think is that they have an extra year to do all the courses that I shoved into one year. So they would be having an easier year than I did and still they are complaining. And I have two midterms tomorrow and an essay due the next day. Really! Get real people!
I have moved on from that stuff but they are still there. And when I’m on the phone with them, I am thankful I got away. Even though you never really get completely away from the drama. Highschool. University. It’s just a different kind of drama. But it’s still drama.
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