I've said my goodbyes, given and received the gifts, belted out my school hymn, I've even gotten a little teary. Yet nothing about this feels quite real and I still feel like next year, I'll be doing it all over again. While school was a massive pain in the arse, it was what dominated my life for the last 12 years. Everything revolved around study, school and assignments. And while I hated it, I think I also really appreciated it and what it gave me.
My last five years at my high school have helped shape me into the person I am now and honestly, I like my (current) 17 year self. I think my 12 year old self was a little a shit. Thankfully, that's changed. It's been the people I've met and the experiences that have moulded me and who I will be. It could never last and I'm glad that I made it right through to the end.
I'll let you in on a secret: I'm kind of scared. Scared of what is ahead, because I have no idea of what exactly is ahead. However, I am also estatically excited. I feel like a cheesy metaphor is only fitting: it's like a fresh and blank notebook, anything can be written. As Natasha liked to say, I am unwritten. It's in the end of this era, our era, we will all find a new beginning.
Graduating class of 2012. We did it.