One day, you will wake up and go to high school for the first time. You will walk through those gates as an awkward freshman, looking at your map, trying to find your classes without bumping into people. You will awkwardly sit in every class, wondering how many of the people sitting around you are pricks, and how many of them are great. You will spend your lunch trying to find the same friends you hung out with in middle school, and you guys will bump into each other at some place, any place, and that place will be yours for the rest of your high school career. You will go home, as nervous as you were when you first walked in through those gates. Will I do well? Will I fit in? Then you will tell your parents about how great and how horrible your first day at school was, how awkward, and how fun it was, how new and how scary it was. Then you will go to sleep, in an anxious eagerness for the next day.
And you will wake up, and you will walk through those gates one last time before you graduate. And the four years you spent here, possibly the greatest years of your life, will seem as if it were all a dream, a single, interconnected, uninterrupted memory, of the greatest and the worst experiences you’ve ever had. In the span of one night, you will meet the people you will remember for the rest of your life. And in that ever-elusive moment when you drift off, until the moment when you awake, the time in between will determine who you will be for the rest of your life.
– Most of your high school friends won’t be a part of your college life. Most of your college friends won’t be a part of your 20-something professional life. Most of your 20-something friends won’t be there when your spouse and you bring your second child into the world. But some friends will stick. And it’s these friends – the ones who transcend time with you – who matter.