Let me give a little backdrop to this scene. So, I graduated class of 2016. At the time, I was planning to attend a community college, get the Associates that I, now, have and jump right into a big and scary university to pursue a degree in Elementary Education. I went right up to the line, signing up for education classes at the university and was about a week away from having to pay for them and another week away from starting the first semester.
Long story short, no one seems to be in the exact spot they envisioned they’d be a little over three years ago. I guess I can’t say that and be 100% about it, as I only know like maybe 10 out of the, what, 76 other people I graduated with.
I just had a conversation with one of my best friends that a mutual friend of ours is pregnant with her third child and life seems to be going alright with her. Another person I graduated with is currently playing video games at almost midnight when he has a job interview tomorrow. I’m kidding, I think. He’s my twin brother, by the way. I was recently told that another person I graduated with has gotten married and about a year ago, some high school sweethearts also tied the knot. I’d always hoped they’d get married.
My former classmates are doing things I didn’t expect them to do. Imma be honest, I didn’t have high hopes for some of them and even less of those classmates are proving me right. However, the night is still young. I can’t say that the direction we are all headed in right now is going to be the direction that we head in forever. In fact, I expect things will change once again. Our high school reunion isn’t until 2026, so we’ve all got time.
Until then, I’m going to panic about my own lack of planning and hope that I’ll eventually accept the fact that I’m not going in the direction I’d initially expected. For now, my Associates in Science is just going to collect dust, along with my high school diploma.