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5.19.2004
Two weeks...two weeks until it is all over. Until I have to learn to support myself. Graduation just sorta snuck up on me this year. I have no clue as to what I am going to do this summer, and I really don't think the freedom will set in until later in the summer. Two weeks and I will have to start all over...as a person who no one knows...as just another student...as a freshman. In my years at THS, I have worked to make a name for myself, through bowling, journalism, and my academics. Now, in two weeks, it will mean nothing. For the first time, I am dreading graduation. I always looked forward to it, but the closer it comes, the more I shy backwards, hoping to freeze these blissful, ignorant, naive moments. In two weeks, I start a new chapter in the book called life.
Ever since I turned 18, life has flipped. My parents aren't telling me what to do all the time, and I like it. However, becoming an adult does have its downfalls. Now, instead of just telling me that I can't go out, they lay on the guilt trip, and for all that have taken that trip, it isn't fun. I would almost rather have a person be screaming at me than to look at me with disappointment. Why is it that nothing good can ever happen without something as equally horrible taking place?
Care Bear @ 11:33 AM | comment
cmharrison@mckendree.edu
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