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Last day of high school. Scary thought actually. Going from freshman, to senior, to graduate. From going to school everyday from 8:00-2:45. Dealing with students and classmates you can't stand and vice versa. One big change for me though is not having to wear a school uniform. It's kinda relief and then it's weird. Another weird thing is not starting the day with prayer or hearing something (positive) about God every 5 seconds.
I had to get 15 lessons done before 8 am tomorrow. I'm halfway there. I then had to get ready quickly so I could get to the Baccalaureate Mass one last time. The church was small but beautiful. It had pretty statures and alter. It seemed a little old school but then again it was made 100 years ago. I had to wear my cap and gown. My cap kept falling off because it's too big. I got there early and hardly anyone showed up until closer to 6:30. The mass started at 7:00 and it started to sprinkle. So rather than take our time to get the alter then the pews, everyone just walked quickly. Over all the mass was nice. I was told that I had a good singing voice. During the mass, I had some inspiration for my Christian Goth story that I'll work on in a year or so. After the mass I had to take pictures. I hate that because everyone gets so frustrated and my mom takes a LOT of pictures.
As it rained I was happy that it was today rather than tomorrow. I also wonder if it was a sign or not. Was it telling me that everyone thing will be alright or are those tears of sadness? I hope it's the first one.
I had to get 15 lessons done before 8 am tomorrow. I'm halfway there. I then had to get ready quickly so I could get to the Baccalaureate Mass one last time. The church was small but beautiful. It had pretty statures and alter. It seemed a little old school but then again it was made 100 years ago. I had to wear my cap and gown. My cap kept falling off because it's too big. I got there early and hardly anyone showed up until closer to 6:30. The mass started at 7:00 and it started to sprinkle. So rather than take our time to get the alter then the pews, everyone just walked quickly. Over all the mass was nice. I was told that I had a good singing voice. During the mass, I had some inspiration for my Christian Goth story that I'll work on in a year or so. After the mass I had to take pictures. I hate that because everyone gets so frustrated and my mom takes a LOT of pictures.
As it rained I was happy that it was today rather than tomorrow. I also wonder if it was a sign or not. Was it telling me that everyone thing will be alright or are those tears of sadness? I hope it's the first one.