Endings

I am not a sentimental person...but I have my niches.

I enjoy nostalgia. I like memories.

I can't stand endings. Most of the time, I break down and cry for a bit. Call me weak, it's what I do. Endings..they are, in a word, the End. Finished. Done for. I hate the fact that despite the fact the thing has finished...life goes on. You've got to keep going. Life doesn't stop. Life keeps on rolling.

This post is brought on by me watching the series finale of Scrubs. It has long since been one of my favourite T.V. shows; I can identify with all of the characters - J.D. , Turk, Dr Cox, Elliot, Carla, Dr Kelso, Janitor...
I can't believe it's over. The finale...was apt. Truly, it was a brilliant show.
Other endings; things that might seem trivial to others, such as quitting World of Warcraft. It was for the better, but I don't regret a single minuite I spent there. I wasn't upset at the end of the game, but the companions I had made.

And now we come back to real life. I don't know if I'll be able to cope with the end of term here; seeing people that won't ever come back into my life. Sure, new people will come, perhaps for the better. But the memories...memories will always stay with me.
Probably the most distressing will be my oldest, most loyal friend is leaving. I've known him since pre-school, and we've stood by each other for many, many years. He's gonna leave. And he SUCKS at msn...

It should be silly of me to be upset at this; the main tearup will be end of Sixth Form..everyone going thier seperate ways. That'll break me.

I hate endings. So much.
If only life was simpler...go to school like this for ever..no stress of exams..just the ability to learn and socialise in a great environment. I belonged, in school. The outside world...it scares me. I'm not one to walk the road like I own it..I slink alongside, pretending to blend in.

I wish everyone could stay as they were; happy.