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author: "Youwen Wu"
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authorTwitter: "@youwen"
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desc: "so why does it feel so empty"
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image: "./images/gradient-ascent.jpg"
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keywords: "graduation, friends, life"
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lang: "en"
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title: "it's finally over"
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---
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> <span style="font-style: normal;">きっと、人生最後の日を前に思うのだろ
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> う</span>
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> I’m sure that on the last day of my life, when I think of what’s gone before
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> <span style="font-style: normal;">全部、全部言い足りなくて惜しいけど</span>
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> All of it, all of it will be unspeakably precious
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graduation was last week and ostensibly, im supposed to be happy now. 4 years of
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high school are over. most of the work was boring, some of the teachers were
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awful, and ill be studying in an idyllic campus by the beach come next fall. all
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my friends are going off on vacation to somewhere exciting (and im at home
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writing code and doing math, lol). something's off, though. i spent the last
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semester of senior year wishing it would all be over and now it just feels so
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... _empty_ and all i can ask for is just _one more week_. one more week to
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spend with and say bye to all the people i care about. hell, i'd even put up
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with another week of those stupid gov assignments.
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## one
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<br />
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> <span style="font-style: normal;">あまり考えたいと思えな</span>
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> I didn’t feel like thinking about it too much
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> <span style="font-style: normal;">忘れてたんだ</span>
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> So I had forgotten about it, but
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they say that your perception of time speeds up as you age and senior year is
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supposed to be gone in a flash. in some ways, it does feel that way. senior year
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didn't necessarily feel _long_. most of my classes certainly weren't fun but
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it's not like i was _dying_ to get out. the first semester passed and we all
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went through that painful college application process and then second semester
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started and as everyone started getting their decisions back the vibes all
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chilled out and before you know it it was may and everyone including me were
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counting the days until graduation.
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but i also did so much more in senior year. if you asked me to describe my
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sophomore year, i could probably give you a few lines. sophomore year was
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terrible. i was almost depressed, just moved and didn't know anyone, and the
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days were long and forgettable. if i did this same for this year, id probably be
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able to talk for an hour just about the cool shit i was up to and all the
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amazing people ive met and had to say goodbye to.
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the other part of the notion that time seems to speed up as you age is that your
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perception of time is defined by meaningful experiences. in general, the spaces
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between each experience feels ephemeral, because you dont have many lasting
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memories to define them by, kind of like filler episodes in an anime. the more
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meaningful experiences you have though, the more markers you have to distinguish
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each block of filler space, which makes everything feel longer. at least, that's
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what ive heard, and ive experienced that first hand this year. i designed and
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built robots, worked on cool projects, did research, and had so many amazing
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experiences. the other day i was thinking about
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[something i had worked on](https://github.com/Team-1280/jankboard-2) and
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feeling almost nostalgic, and then i realized it was just 3 months ago. i
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probably couldnt give you 2 distinctive events that happened in a 3 month period
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in sophomore year and yet the past 3 months felt longer than my entire freshman
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year. there's something so weird and "empty" about this feeling of
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quasi-nostalgia but it doesn't necessarily feel bad.
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## two
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<br />
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> <span style="font-style: normal;">牡丹は散っても花だ</span>
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> Even if its petals scatter, a peony is still a flower
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> <span style="font-style: normal;">夏が去っても追慕は切だ</span>
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> Even if the summer ends, the memories of it are still cherished
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_nostalgia_. i've been thinking a lot about it and i guess trying to feel it at
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times lately. ive gone through my old music and rewatched some old youtubers and
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scrolled through old texts and dug up wayback machine archives of old web pages.
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there's something so magical about that mid 2010s not-quite-modern but
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not-quite-outdated web design that i spent my childhood with.
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it's not like im digging up anything super old. my earliest photos back to 2016
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and my earliest concrete web presence dates back to mid-2018, which was only
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about 6 years ago. ive been looking at stuff from just 2019, 2020, and 2021,
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which are still considered in recent memory by most. but it's so strange
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(although i suppose not unexpected) just how different everything feels in just
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2-3 years.
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you know that corny saying that goes "we didn't realize we were making memories,
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we just knew we were having fun"? i was aware that i was making memories the
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whole time. id even sometimes stop and consciously acknowledge it. but somehow,
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it didn't _really_ hit me until after it was over, and we all went home from
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grad night, and the 4 years all truly became just memories. it's weird, though.
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i don't think it's particularly useful to constantly think about the fact that
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you might be making lifelong memories whenever you're doing something fun. it
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doesn't add anything to your experience. at the same time, if i was really,
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truly aware of that fact, as i am now, i wouldve done a few things differently.
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but i guess that's just the nature of regret.
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## three
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<br />
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> <span style="font-style: normal;">あのね、私実はわかってるの</span>
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> You see, I actually know
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> <span style="font-style: normal;">もう君が逝ったこと</span>
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> That you’re already gone
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am i worried about going off to a completely new place for college and having to
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start over with new friends, routines, everything? a few people have asked me
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that. the truth is, not in the slightest. ive been to 5 elementary schools and 2
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high schools and i never relied on my family for much support emotionally, so
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this doesnt really feel like anything new. it's just changing schools, again,
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except this time it's college. whatever. in spite of all the emptiness i feel
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for having to leave behind all the relationships ive made in the 2 years ive
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been here, im not really worried about it. ive done this before.
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but it's weird, somehow this feels more permanent, because when i was moving
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high schools, everyone else stayed the same and we could keep in contact like
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old times but now everyone's going somewhere new and trying to do new things
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with their lives and it just kind of feels like i didnt try to spend enough time
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with people who i meant to spend time with and i didnt get to say goodbye how i
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wanted to to everyone that i wanted to say goodbye to. this is the first big
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farewell where i have regrets and feel like some important things have been left
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unsaid and all i can ask for is just one more week of high school to do the
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things i wanted with the people who made it special. but i guess that's just
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life.
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---
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> <span style="font-style: normal;">そして人生最後の日、君が見えるのな
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> ら</span>
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> And then if I could see you on the last day of my life
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> <span style="font-style: normal;">きっと、人生最後の日も愛をうたうの
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> だ</span>
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> I’m sure, even on the last day of my life, that I’d sing of love
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> <span style="font-style: normal;">全部、全部無駄じゃなかったって言う</span>
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> Because you’d tell me none of it, none of it was in vain
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[translations courtesy of ej](https://ejtranslations.wordpress.com/2017/12/13/yorushika-itte/)
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