Villanova Class of 2017

Dear Wildcats,

Good morning. As I am writing this, you might be crying your eyes out. Of all things that I’ve experienced in high school, I especially remember our last senior retreat. I guess I should call it The Retreat, since it’s the only retreat I took something from. You know, it’s okay to cry. It’s okay to soak it in. I still remember the cute compliment bags that contain things ranging from a tiny note to a five page essay MLA formatted from your best friends. To be honest, I think I still have those letters with me. They’re special. They help me get through stuffs that you will be getting through in the future. Hold on to those notes. Hold on to those memories. We are all fortunate to have such a tight knitted community, so close that it can get uncomfortably dramatic sometimes. But at the end, you have a month and a half left, so do not hold those grudges. Love your classmates, because you probably won’t be able to tell them how much you love them again.

I also remember the letters from relatives. It was a special moment, isn’t it? Last year, only one out of ten people wasn’t crying, four out of ten were sobbing and the other five were crying their eyes out. Then we went around and hug everyone and that was when the emotions just burst out. Sometimes, the thought of not seeing someone again is both crazy and scary, and you will wish time would just stop. In that moment, you would just want to feel the love.

But class of 2017, you’ll be alright. People come and go, and there isn’t anything you can do about it. You will be lucky if you can still talk to one or two of your bestfriends, no matter how many you promise to keep in touch. You’ll be busy. You’ll lose contacts with most people. A little shade here, but my class representatives have not contacted me once. I don’t blame them, because I have new friends, and you will too. Your high school journey will end, no matter how much you want it not to. Good news though, college won’t be too shabby.

With all that said, here are my little notes.

Sandy,

I love my little Mexican sister very much! I honestly miss you and your energy and your kindness and your understanding and your emotion and everything. There’s still nobody here like you. I need you to believe in yourself though, that it will all be alright. You’re strong, and you’ll do amazing thing with that heart! If you need me, you know where to find me!

Margaux,

You don’t know how glad I was that I get to know you before I left. You’re so intriguing, in an amazing sense. I like talking with you and hear about how you are doing! It’s great!

Sam,

We don’t get along, but I always appreciate you, man. You’re great and funny and pull me out of my comfort zone. I hope you stop being a jerk and start figuring the massive potential you have.

I’m sorry if I don’t cover all of you. I will go back and see my babies graduate though. See yall there!

Still, shout out to:

Rebecca.

Dillon.

Kate.

Jasmine.

David.

Chris.

Michael.

Samantha.

Jessica.

Fabio.

Nikki.

Emily.

And all of you.

Congratulations, Class of 2017.

You will be awesome, just not as awesome as Class of 2016.

                                                                                                                                       Sincerely,