This is going to be my last post, I’ve decided, because then this blog will be throughout my high school career. My high school experience and how it changed me. All the many hardships I faced, fears, infatuations, and my accomplishments. I thought that once that chapter in my life was over, it was time to start afresh.
I graduated from Williamston High School on Sunday, June 3rd. I wore my white cap and gown, and received my bronze cord. It was one of the most overwhelming experiences I’ve ever been through. I remember sitting in my seat, facing the stage and realizing that this was it. I’m actually graduating. I was so nervous when he called my name, and I walked onto that stage. I’ve never felt so clammy in my LIFE. I took my diploma from my principal, and just continued walking. Just like that, and it was over. I was done. I was waiting to blink my eyes, and just like in the movies be 30 years old, living a whole different life. I was waiting for something extravagant to happen, just a sign to prove to me that it was really finished. But everything just continued forward, just like I continued to walk off that stage.
Tuesday night I had one of the biggest panic attacks I’ve ever thought I could have. I began to think that I was making the huge mistake of going to CMU. I thought I had just jumped into it, and didn’t think about it. I thought I wasn’t ready to leave home yet, and that I couldn’t live on my own. I stayed awake all that night, and didn’t get any sleep. The following morning, I was off to Mt. Pleasant for freshmen orientation. Once I got there, I felt at home. It was like all my fears were washed away, and the realization hit me that I could do this. This was going to be my home for the next four years. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.
So I guess that’s it. I don’t want to drown my final post out with the latest drama, and what I normally sit and complain about.
Watch out Central. Here I come.
Ciao.
