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I remember the day I first visited roeper. my mom and I were driving on m-59 and I saw a rainbow for the first time. I arrived at the lower school and cried because I was scared. I read a book with eva juni. I felt better. I ended up having fun. I stayed for eight years. I left. I went to romeo for three years. I had fun there as well. I even cried a little on my last day. I graduated from romeo yesterday. I got a little teary-eyed at one point. I went to roeper's graduation today. I cried much more. I noticed only one other former roeper student from our class in attendance. she was the red-haired girl who read with me the day I visited. as my mom and I drove back home on m-59, a rainbow appeared in the dark storm clouds.
the beginning and ending are so similar that it almost seems none of the past eleven years actually happened at all. I don't regret any of it - changing schools, moving, moving to change schools again. I've learned so much, had so many different experiences, and made so many amazing friends in both places. if I had done things differently, I wouldn't be the same person.
my other point is just that I cry way too much. and that despite the tears, I'm not sad at all. I'm just really nostalgic and sentimental. so, just to make things clear, I'm so damn excited to be done with high school.
I got a job at stony creek metropark, which I'm very excited about (thank you sarah stonehouse). it's not the whole restaurant gig I was going for, but I don't even care about tips anymore. I get to be outside all day, have my own cool little radio, yell at people for breaking park rules, and ride around on bikes on the park trails. it should be fun.
this summer seems to be getting good. let's keep it that way.
the beginning and ending are so similar that it almost seems none of the past eleven years actually happened at all. I don't regret any of it - changing schools, moving, moving to change schools again. I've learned so much, had so many different experiences, and made so many amazing friends in both places. if I had done things differently, I wouldn't be the same person.
my other point is just that I cry way too much. and that despite the tears, I'm not sad at all. I'm just really nostalgic and sentimental. so, just to make things clear, I'm so damn excited to be done with high school.
I got a job at stony creek metropark, which I'm very excited about (thank you sarah stonehouse). it's not the whole restaurant gig I was going for, but I don't even care about tips anymore. I get to be outside all day, have my own cool little radio, yell at people for breaking park rules, and ride around on bikes on the park trails. it should be fun.
this summer seems to be getting good. let's keep it that way.