Hope, stop worrying.
This was the last weekend here before most people leave for the summer.
From past experiences this also means this was the last weekend that people care. Everyone always promises things will be the same and we’ll all stay friends but I’m always forgotten anyways. The rest of the group usually does but I’m unimportant, easily forgotten and never talked to.
I don’t want that to happen again. My friends from this year are the best I’ve ever had and for just once I want it to stay that way.
I told myself not to care again but its too late for that now.
I want to just enjoy the few days I have left but I can’t stop worrying. It’s ridiculous.