A Week of Lasts.
After sooooo long, the time has finally come. I am in utter disbelief.
This week has been (and will continue to be) full of lasts in high school:
- last finals
- last dreaded monday
- last rally set up
- last rally
- last lunches
- last homework assignments
- last bit of stress
- last late start
& not to mention:
- last episode of GLEE
- last episode of Dancing with the Stars
- last episode of American Idol
Sunday and Monday were really stressful days. Much more than I hoped for. So yesterday, when I was telling Ruben how overwhelmed I was with everything, he said, “enjoy it all. you will never have that stress again.”
And that’s when I realized, I need to embrace this week at much as possible. Sure, yesterday and today I had pretty big finals and I still have homework and responsibilities. But at this moment, I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
Ever since I graduated from 8th grade, I was convinced that graduating from high school was gonna be no big deal. At St. James we were a family. From Kindergarten to 8th grade our family members changed, but we were a family nonetheless. I was convinced that being in high school for only 4 years was nothing compared to 9 years at St. James.
Boy was i wrong. In high school I met some of the most amazing people ever. The funniest, the nicest, the smartest; the most incredible. My teachers, my peers, and my best friends. Every experience I had. Every game I watched. Every dance I went to. Every luncheon I ate at. Absolutely everything was worth it.
It is now the last week of school and I cannot help but get emotional. I was so wrong when I said I wasn’t going to cry when this time came. When I said I wasn’t going to get attached to these people. When I said I wasn’t going to care. I was one hundred percent wrong.
Now, I’m not saying I’m going to miss the immature drama, the tests, the annoying teachers, or pointless assignments. Definitely not. But I am going to miss the amazing memories I have made. The fact that in high school we are still kids. We have few responsibilities.
As soon as we walk across that stage on graduation, our lives are going to change. Some only a bit, and others a whole lot. I know that I’m not going across the country and starting a new life, but I will be experiencing so many new things. Life is coming so fast at us. I have realized that I’m not ready. For 18 years I have been preparing for this, but now I’m not sure what I even want.
With graduation comes growing up. Growing up means a million more responsibilities, worries, and stress. I know the Lord has so many great things in store for all of us, but still.
I don’t want to grow up yet. I have been so privileged. So blessed in my childhood. I guess in the end, I just pray that I may never lose sight of the things that have made me so happy for all of these years.
Today, the Glee seniors graduated. I know it’s just a show. And I know it’s really dramatic and exaggerated, but Glee is a show that I am so fond of. Seeing them graduate and move on with their lives just makes this so much more real for me. I couldn’t help but cry!
If I’m this emotional over a TV show, I can’t imagine how I’ll be the next few days!!! Tomorrow is the Senior Farewell rally. Thursday is the President’s Farewell. Friday we checkout. CRAP. It’s time.
Finally, may the Lord light our paths to greatness and never let us steer away from our roots. He will never desert us, and we must be forever grateful.
This is all part of life.
