Of Caps and Gowns

And so it is...just like they said it would be...the last day of high school has come and gone. in the morning, we (the class of 2007) did a big group picture and then did a quick run-through of what was going to happen in the graduation ceremony, then we did last walk...Something to think about. for the first three years of my high school career, last walk has always been a great moment to say all of your goodbyes to the people you care about who are leaving, and you always know that there is a next year ib school for you, but being the person recieving the hugs, and getting the flowers was a different experience entirely. i almost cried when i saw all of my underclassmen friends tearing up, but i managed to hold it together. after last walk, we (the class of 2007) went into the gym, and did an entire run-through, from beginning to end, of the graduation ceremony, and we practiced sitting and standing up and all that jazz. I don't know...the thought of leaving high school has always been in the back of my mind. i am more than prepared for what is to come next, but for the longest time, high school has been the cool thing, like in middle school, we were all excited about going over to the high school, and being something other than a ninth grader, being a freshman, or being a sophomore, and so on, i never felt the way i do now as a high school student when i was in junior high, and i am sure that i will miss it dearly. Yet more than all of the other fears, and trepaditious feelings associated with graduating, i am afraid of what is going to happen to me when i have to enter the world as a college freshman. what i am trying to say is:

Before this week, i never really thought of going to college, or making something of myself, but now i have to, and the thought is scarry, preparation is a must in situations like this, and i feel un-prepared.