danklopfenwong

So last night I went to my old high school for the graduation cermonies. It was a strange feeling, being there. Seeing so many people I haven't seen in years, that, at one time, meant so much to me. It almost makes me feel guilty for not keeping in touch.

The youngest of my friends graduated this year. In the entire senior class, I knew maybe 10 people. And even being at the high school, seeing all these kids who I had no idea who they were. Even my friends' little brothers and sisters are gone... either that, or they're not in high school yet.

So much has changed at my school, physically. New buildings, security cameras, gates and fences. Yet, the way things are run are disappointingly the same... or even worse.

My old school district is notorious for being one of the most corrupt in the land, and every year it dives further into the blackness that is greed and apathy.

When I'm rich, I'm going to put so much back into that community, I'll be part owner. Don't ask me why. I don't feel that I owe anything to Fillmore, CA as a whole. But there are some wonderful people doing some wonderful things, and so much of my life has been shaped by these people. I kinda just wanna do something to show them that it was worth it... at least... for me.