And it got me thinking. In a couple weeks, some of my friends will be graduating, and I may never see some of them again. Some will come back to visit, some probably won't. Of course, this is nothing new, people graduate and leave all the time. It's life. You can't always be with the people you care about, they grow up and move on. Next year, I'll probably be doing the same thing. But instead of moaning about how everyone will eventually leave me behind, I should just appreciate all the fun times. I'm glad I got to know all my friends, even if I don't get to know some as much as I'd like to. My friends are amazing, wonderful people, and they mean more to me than I could ever express. In the last few months, I've been thinking about the general concept of leaving... certain events trigger certain feelings, and recently the idea of leaving is becoming more real. Especially with the upcoming end of the term, Nick leaving, seeing alumni friends again, etc. I want to write something, but it hasn't come to me yet. But it will. The idea will come to me when I least expect it.
Ohana means family. Family means nobody gets left behind. Or forgotten. My friends are my family. A crazy, incestuous family, but still family. And I'll never forget anyone, even if we leave each other behind.