Nothing to Worry About
I feel so… so free without school breathing down my back. No projects to worry about, no homework, no grades. For once, I'm not procrastinating for anything or writing 5 page essays at 3 am the night before it's due. And even though there will be school to think about in about 3 months, at least I don't have to return to the same hell-hole institution. I am off to better places, better people.
Everything seems a bit brighter, now that I'm officially out of high school. At the farewell rally on Friday, I felt completely infinite as the Senior class walked in together, cheering and laughing, the music blasting. My friends and I linked arms and paraded through the gym with our entire class while the rest of the school watched. I remember being a Freshman and sitting there watching the Seniors file in. They looked so happy and carefree, like there was something no one else could understand, fitting right in to their surroundings. I remember that being a Senior seemed so far away... too far away. And now it has already passed. I spent the day taking pictures with a whole roll of film, signing yearbooks, and (happily) saying goodbye to teachers. After I turned in my check-out card, I picked up my cap & gown. It looks absolutely ridiculous... the cap and gown that is. I don't understand how anybody came up with that get-up.
It's good to know that nothing is final yet. We still have a week before we have to officially say goodbye. But everything already feels like it's passing by too fast. For once, I actually want life to slow down a bit so I can enjoy every last moment. My friends are much more enjoyable to be around. We don't talk about school anymore, except how deliriously happy we are that it's over. We make plans for the summer, go out for ice cream, and drive around with the windows down.
There's something about leaving after 4 long years, something that has been part of me for so long. It's strange to break out of normal routine and go off to strange, new places with brand new faces. These people have been through everything with me, from the first day to the last day, and everything in between.
Even though I will continuously describe high school as "hell," there are still the little, enjoyable things attached to it that have made the whole experience... an experience. Yes, there will be a lot of emotion which will go along with the things I do for the next week, but it is not anything I can't get over. The world will still turn and we will progress with our little lives.
Everything seems a bit brighter, now that I'm officially out of high school. At the farewell rally on Friday, I felt completely infinite as the Senior class walked in together, cheering and laughing, the music blasting. My friends and I linked arms and paraded through the gym with our entire class while the rest of the school watched. I remember being a Freshman and sitting there watching the Seniors file in. They looked so happy and carefree, like there was something no one else could understand, fitting right in to their surroundings. I remember that being a Senior seemed so far away... too far away. And now it has already passed. I spent the day taking pictures with a whole roll of film, signing yearbooks, and (happily) saying goodbye to teachers. After I turned in my check-out card, I picked up my cap & gown. It looks absolutely ridiculous... the cap and gown that is. I don't understand how anybody came up with that get-up.
It's good to know that nothing is final yet. We still have a week before we have to officially say goodbye. But everything already feels like it's passing by too fast. For once, I actually want life to slow down a bit so I can enjoy every last moment. My friends are much more enjoyable to be around. We don't talk about school anymore, except how deliriously happy we are that it's over. We make plans for the summer, go out for ice cream, and drive around with the windows down.
There's something about leaving after 4 long years, something that has been part of me for so long. It's strange to break out of normal routine and go off to strange, new places with brand new faces. These people have been through everything with me, from the first day to the last day, and everything in between.
Even though I will continuously describe high school as "hell," there are still the little, enjoyable things attached to it that have made the whole experience... an experience. Yes, there will be a lot of emotion which will go along with the things I do for the next week, but it is not anything I can't get over. The world will still turn and we will progress with our little lives.