I Wish Someone Told me...

I wish someone told me that high school really was not the end of the world. You're so wrapped up in what is going on in that particular moment of your life, you don't realize that what's going on doesn't really have that much importance. A bad hair day, a breakup, or an "F" on a small quiz really wasn't going to be that big of a deal. I know I was so wrapped up in the small things of my life that those things now seem to not even matter. As a college student now, I am at least aware that I have not quite encountered what things the world holds. I do know, however, that bad frizz is not quite it.