I don't even know what to say (hence the return of the question mark in the title).
It seems this is the last day of high school that I'm about to go through, if you even want to call it that. I'll be done at 11, so really my last day was over a week ago, but symbolically, this is it. The moment you've all been waiting for. It's the day thirteen years in the making. Remember that day when you just wanted to be anywhere but that kindergarten room? That was thirteen years ago for us, and we are finally leaving the room (metaphorically, if you got lost there at all). The walls of the room are tumbling down, and we're finally seeing the world outside of that damn allegorical Cave.
Should I be feeling like something is...I don't know, different?
Nothing really feels all that...well, real. It's not surreal, per say, but it's more like I'm not actually sure what my emotions are. In a few days, in the post-grad party haze of the world, I probably won't be seeing about 3/4ths of my class anymore. The ones I do see will, for the most part (with some exceptions for, well, my friends) be awkward passings in the grocery store.
You know how when I started this thing, I talked about that being the first day of something? Well, if that was a start, well, this one should feel like a start too. It doesn't really. It feels like an end. Definitely an end.
Wherever you end up next year, Class of 2011, there's a good chance I'll be thinking about you at some point. I don't want to forget about a lot of you guys. This year changed me a lot, I think, and I don't want to forget the ones of you that caused that.
Good night, and good luck.
P.S. I believe there is need for a second post after I get through with the craziness that will be today. Stay tuned...maybe.
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