People say that high school is the best days of your life.
Some days, they're wrong. Some days, you hope that nothing in your life is worse of an experience than high school. You assume that you're in a trough of life--not close to a peak, by far.
Other days, they're right. Sometimes, it seems like nothing will compare to the feeling of friday night lights, or being surrounded by your entire school, all full of pride. Sometimes you're riding the wave.
I'm starting to think that high school is somewhere in the middle between the worst and the best days of one's life. It's not the best nor the worst, it just is the days. There are the ups--when it's going good, it's immeasurable; and the downs--when it is bad, it can feel like your world is collapsing.
I think that high school is full of experiences that you will never have the opportunity to experience again, and I don't know whether to smile or cry at that fact.