So I'm looking at the calendar and it suddenly hits me. It's May 3rd. May. 3rd. The third day in the month of May. Of 2010. I have 19 days left of school and then three days of finals week (Half days), and then one yearbook day, and then comes graduation at 7 p.m. on June 4th and then I'm done with high school. Forever. And ever. Just done. Just like that. A walk across a stage, reaching out to grab a piece of paper that proves I went through thirteen years of heck, and then I'm done forever.
Wait....really??
I never thought it would happen, but I'm pleading with whatever force can stop time to do it. Slow it down. Stop it altogether. Do it now before I freak out. I want college more than anything on this planet right now. I want it so badly that it's driving me insane. But am I really done with high school, with everything I have known for my whole life, in 19 school days and 3 finals days? Am I really going to just....be finished with all I have worked on since I was five? Is a piece of paper with the letters D.I.P.L.O.M.A. stamped on top really going to be handed to me, and is it really going to signify how hard I have worked? A piece of paper?
I'm scared.
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