Thankful for a classmate.

I guess the most obvious choices for me would be like friends of mine.

So, Hannah Bernard and Nicole Middleton. They're both pretty swell gals and I'm glad they're around.

But everyone's going to say something like that, so I guess I have to be a little bit more creative like that. Beyond any specifc people, I'm thankful for all of my classmates. That's not to say that all my classmates really contribute to my daily life whatsoever, and not to say that the majority of my classmates are not, in my mind at least, interchangable or replacable. Now you're probably wondering "Am I replacable? Am I interchangable with all the other faces of Whitney Young in her eyes?" The answer is probably. Should you care? Probably not.

My bigger point, I guess is that wether or not I've spoken to some classmates in depth, or wether or not I can remember their names (which isn't a personal thing, I have a short attention span and an even shorter short term memory), they've probably had some effect on me in one way or another. Whether I hear something they say to a friend in the hallway that catches my ear, or dye their hair some impossible color that I swear to God I've never seen before, or they write something in their blog that I've never considered before, it affects me.

I am thankful for the friends I have at Whitney Young. But if I were surrounded by people who agree with me about most things or have the same sense of humor as me or whatever other similarites make friends compatible, I wouldn't have ever grown into who I am, and if it weren't for all my classmates that show and say and write things that are completely foreign to me, I wouldn't continue to grow like I do at this school.