Tonight was the Service of Celebration for the 2005 graduating class of Mount Airy High School.
I didn’t cry.
I’m happy that I didn’t cry. But I almost did. I want so much not to be sad about graduating. I want this to be a happy time.
On Friday, I graduate from high school. It’s crazy. It’s like a goal that’s always been there, and I’ve always wanted to reach it, but it still seems so far away. It’s like the next five days of my life are going to be like the longest days I’ve ever thought I’ve had. Times 100.
Usually for big events like tonight, I don’t feel like I’m there. I feel like I’m a spectator for the event.
But tonight, I was very grounded. It felt really weird.
I want to take lots of pictures with everyone of my friends. But, at the same time, I just want to make a mental memory.
Is that weird?
I can’t believe I didn’t cry. It’s like not crying the first (or second) time you see The Notebook. It’s just not done.
I don’t know how the next 5 days are going to be. I’ve got a lot of changes coming my way.
It’s not just high school ending, it’s the start of my college career. Crazy?
I’m resorting to my usual and just wanting all of this to be over with, and just get a new routine in place. But I don’t want the next 5 days to end.
I’m stuck.
I want to enjoy all of my friends while I still can. But I want to jump into a whole new scene. I want to love my last two days at MAHS (even if they are exam days), but I want to learn the ropes in college.
It’s taken me 4 years to get completely comfortable in my ‘high school skin’ and now, it’s going to change before I know it.
I don’t know how to go about dealing with this.
The next week is going to be insane.
The people you're sharing your ideas with on Monday have radically different perspectives than you do -- and that, you've come to realize, is a good thing. It keeps you honest. And it makes you think about things you wouldn't normally consider. This week will be good practice for going with the flow (especially on Wednesday) and for getting along with strong, creative personalities (especially on Thursday). On Friday, recent efforts in your love life are going to pay off big time. What with all the change in the air, you'll feel like a completely new person come Sunday.
Monday, May 23, 2005
Saturday, May 21, 2005
Thursday, May 19, 2005
Don’t change your name keep it the same
for fear I may lose you again
I know you won't its just that I am unorganized
And I want to find you when something good happens
if you come down we'll go to town
I haven't been there for years
but I’d be fine wasting our time
not doing anything here
just doing nothing
We’ll sit for days talk about things
important to us like whatever
well defuse bombs walk marathons
and take on whatever together
- Grandaddy
for fear I may lose you again
I know you won't its just that I am unorganized
And I want to find you when something good happens
if you come down we'll go to town
I haven't been there for years
but I’d be fine wasting our time
not doing anything here
just doing nothing
We’ll sit for days talk about things
important to us like whatever
well defuse bombs walk marathons
and take on whatever together
- Grandaddy
Sunday, May 15, 2005
Friday, May 13, 2005
Ahh...
You know what’s great?
Hanging out with friends.
It’s wonderful.
Today in journalism, I went out with G-Unit (Caitlyn), Taylor, and Tillman. It was so much fun! I haven’t been out with them in a while, because I’ve had to do layout and stuff. But I missed it SO much.
We went to Pony’s (Taylor) house, and we sat around and watched t.v., and raided the pantry, and Tillman sang for us. We just hung out.
I’m sure going to miss these guys.
Hanging out with friends.
It’s wonderful.
Today in journalism, I went out with G-Unit (Caitlyn), Taylor, and Tillman. It was so much fun! I haven’t been out with them in a while, because I’ve had to do layout and stuff. But I missed it SO much.
We went to Pony’s (Taylor) house, and we sat around and watched t.v., and raided the pantry, and Tillman sang for us. We just hung out.
I’m sure going to miss these guys.
Thursday, May 12, 2005
Sunday, May 08, 2005
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