I rarely post, and I get a lot of crap from a lot of people because of that, but I have to have something to write on, and if I don't, I just don't post. So here we go...
This week was my last official week of High School. Though I graduate Friday, I don't have to go to school anymore. I am officially free from High School. It hasn't sank in that the doors that I walked into every day this past year, the seat I took in each of my classes, and the hallways I wandered through I'm never going to see again. It hasn't sank in that each of the underclassmen I came into contact with I'm never going to see again. Wow, that's crazy and it's sad. It seems that I have another fast approaching Monday to dread. But I don't. I'm done. That is a weird feeling.
The feeling sank in a little more tonight as I said my final goodbyes to all of my theater classmates. I realized that as a theater department we were officially done for the year, and that I will be officially done with Tech Theater. We were such a close family that it really is hard to believe that we are done for good. But I wouldn't have it any other way.
I've never been one for goodbyes, and I am awful at them. I hate saying goodbye, because I feel like they are just such an abrupt ending to something that was and could have been better than it already was. And as I'm reflecting on my past High School experience, I'm realizing that I'm feeling the same way I was before I moved here as I said goodbye to all my friends in Utah. But what everyone says is so true, you just kind of move on and forget A LOT of people. Yes they touched your life, and they left a lasting impression on you, but their face, their voice, them as a person-- they're nothing more than a forgotten memory, and that is a little more comforting to me knowing that and knowing that I have something bigger and better in store for me.
On that subject, I'm grateful to the numerous people that I was able to meet and befriend this year. I'm in debt to you all. I have more friends than I think I could even count. The love I feel from so many people is incredible, and the ways you all touched my life is incredible. And for that, I thank all my classmates and schoolmates. You made my Senior Year truly unforgettable.
That being said, as I go through all these lasts, I realize that I was wanting it all to end so quickly, and I wish that I would have slowed down and enjoyed it a little more. But I am looking forward to all of the many firsts that I'm going to experience, and I'm ready to face even more lasts. That's all life is... firsts and lasts. It all just depends on how you approach these firsts and lasts. Is it going to be with fear and apprehension, or is it going to be with optimism?
