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Last day of school. I was actually kind of happy that it ended and it dragged on like such a normal school day that I don't have any specific memories.
I went to the Mystery of Edwin Drood production meeting and sorta blankly did not pay attention to what was happening because I was so ready to just end school.
I then went home and got ready for the graduation. I got there and everything was pretty fine and I got my medal to make myself look important when doing the various tasks such as ushering people to their seats.
The committee refused to open the doors until exactly 6:15 and so a ton of people just burst through and I couldn't really usher too well. I got to talk to Kodi for the first time which was cool and she is actually more down to earth than I had expected. Becker was my ticket person or whatever that would be called and he was kind of funny. The graduation in general for the people running it was just stressful and pressuring. There was a section of seats where there was no markings for reserved and I had people sit there since there were no seats left. Well, the guy who works in the IT department, I think his name is Matt came over to me and started screaming at me in front of teachers and parents about how I thoroughly screwed up and I wasn't supposed to put anyone there. I almost started crying but I gained my composure and felt that that was a bad way to end the year. Ms. Hodal tripped on the way coming in right afterward and that made me smile. She is one of my favorite teachers although I've never formally had her until next year. Anyway, the graduation in general was pretty decent. I had to go on stage to help carry something off and I didn't realize there was a cord on the one piece and Danielle started making these angsty comments to me about how that cord was Ms. Davis' and basically that I'm a failure.
On the way out, though, I saw that there was a girl's family who wasn't allowed in because they came late and their tickets were with the grandmother who was already inside. I felt as though I made up for messing up by letting them come upstairs in the balcony so they could see their family member graduate. I've never seen so much craziness happen at a graduation.
Afterward, I came to the realization that I'm a SENIOR. I have to apply for college, scholarships, build that portfolio, get recommendations, attend the interview at William and Mary, go to college tours, visit NYU, get better at everything. I feel like things are finally coming into place and I like it.
I got home and saw that Becker wrote my voice class an email saying that we really proved ourselves today and he was proud. I respect him and Emily a whole lot and I feel like they are not only the backbone to the department, but they give me such motivation and support that I can never express in words. I was standing there glum about all the horribles things that went wrong this evening and Emily Becker came up to me and it made things a lot better. She cares. They both do.
Now it's time to sleep away 180 days.
You gotta love going to a performing arts high school.
I went to the Mystery of Edwin Drood production meeting and sorta blankly did not pay attention to what was happening because I was so ready to just end school.
I then went home and got ready for the graduation. I got there and everything was pretty fine and I got my medal to make myself look important when doing the various tasks such as ushering people to their seats.
The committee refused to open the doors until exactly 6:15 and so a ton of people just burst through and I couldn't really usher too well. I got to talk to Kodi for the first time which was cool and she is actually more down to earth than I had expected. Becker was my ticket person or whatever that would be called and he was kind of funny. The graduation in general for the people running it was just stressful and pressuring. There was a section of seats where there was no markings for reserved and I had people sit there since there were no seats left. Well, the guy who works in the IT department, I think his name is Matt came over to me and started screaming at me in front of teachers and parents about how I thoroughly screwed up and I wasn't supposed to put anyone there. I almost started crying but I gained my composure and felt that that was a bad way to end the year. Ms. Hodal tripped on the way coming in right afterward and that made me smile. She is one of my favorite teachers although I've never formally had her until next year. Anyway, the graduation in general was pretty decent. I had to go on stage to help carry something off and I didn't realize there was a cord on the one piece and Danielle started making these angsty comments to me about how that cord was Ms. Davis' and basically that I'm a failure.
On the way out, though, I saw that there was a girl's family who wasn't allowed in because they came late and their tickets were with the grandmother who was already inside. I felt as though I made up for messing up by letting them come upstairs in the balcony so they could see their family member graduate. I've never seen so much craziness happen at a graduation.
Afterward, I came to the realization that I'm a SENIOR. I have to apply for college, scholarships, build that portfolio, get recommendations, attend the interview at William and Mary, go to college tours, visit NYU, get better at everything. I feel like things are finally coming into place and I like it.
I got home and saw that Becker wrote my voice class an email saying that we really proved ourselves today and he was proud. I respect him and Emily a whole lot and I feel like they are not only the backbone to the department, but they give me such motivation and support that I can never express in words. I was standing there glum about all the horribles things that went wrong this evening and Emily Becker came up to me and it made things a lot better. She cares. They both do.
Now it's time to sleep away 180 days.
You gotta love going to a performing arts high school.