Today was my last day of high school, class-wise. Next week we’ll have our senior mass (I go to a Catholic school), class night and finally graduation on Friday before loading up and heading to Disney World on our senior trip.
Things haven’t really sunk in yet, I don’t think. I can’t say I’m even excited right now about the end of these four years.
Still, it’s hard to imagine that, after our senior trip, I may never again see some of the people I’ve gotten to know in school. Of course this is a blessing in some cases, but I’ve met some really great people over the course of high school, and the thought that soon I’ll have to say goodbye to them - maybe for good - puts me in a melancholy mood. Once we all head off to college I’ll be literally on opposite sides of the country from some of them, including the girl I took to senior prom, and another one who never failed to go out of her way to cheer me up when I was down.
There are teachers I’ll miss as well…my religion teacher, who is a hardcore Homestar Runner fan (he gave me a “Strongbadia” keychain yesterday), my biology/anatomy and physiology/microbiology and genetics/marine and environmental science/botany and zoology teacher who I asked for probably too many recommendations, my senior English teacher who lots of people disliked because she was the only real English teacher we ever had, and several more.
I’m beginning to realize that my next stage, college, is only a few months away. For some reason this seems more real than the end of high school; maybe that’s because high school isn’t something I’m really going to miss. I’ll miss friends, of course, and teachers, and countless inside jokes that will be lost, but ninth through twelfth grade really wore on me. I’m glad it’s over.
I’m rather looking forward to next week’s events, if only because I’ll get to be around my friends as a group one more time (many people have elected not to go on our senior trip, unfortunately), but I’m dreading the time when I’ll finally have to bid farewell to them. I’m afraid it will be an embarrassed, “see you later” type deal in the end, which I don’t really want. But…c’est la vie.
I know I’ve been rambling, but I just wanted to put some thoughts into words. If anyone else is graduating, or has memories of their high school graduation, or just wants to share something about school, feel free to post here.
St. John High School, Class of 2004. Represent.