0 DAYS OF SCHOOL LEFT!!! WOOHOOO!
It feels weird. I don't really know what to do. I feel like I should celebrate but I'm not really sure how. Maybe it should be one of those thought celebrations. Like when you communicate with somebody by saying hardly anything at all. Yes. I think that's what it should be. One of those celebrations where instead of partying it up and yelling "woohoo!", you look the person who brought you through in the eye and say "thank you". Maybe the only way we can really feel fulfilled by partying it up and yelling "woohoo!" is once we've looked that person in the eye and said "thank you". For me, that person is God.
Having zero days left of school means more to me than just the end of tardy bells and state standards. To me, having zero days left of school means that God has brought me through 720 days (in high school alone) and that I don't need to be afraid of the next thing he brings me through.
While I'm just jubilant that I'm done with high school, I'm not under the impression that life is going to be ponies and puppies from here on out. On the other hand, I'm not fond of naming the next stage in life the "real world" as if up until now we all had been living in a figment of imagination. The pain has been real, the stress has been heavy, the frustrations have piled up and the boredom has infected every one of us at one time or another. But the joys have been overwhelming, the relief has brought us sighs, the light bulb moments are fulfilling and whether we all will admit it or not, school has been fun from time to time. While life will be very different from now on, these things will always influence how I see life. A new school, an old and dearly beloved school, much confusion, every teacher, every fellow student, every paper and every lecture were all part of life and standing at the end of all those things looking back on them, I cannot tell you that my life is going to be completely different now that they are all over. It won't be because the one who brought me through them all and told me how to see things will be with me for the rest of my life as well.
It's probably good to walk on stage to receive your diploma knowing you learned something during the time it took you to achieve it. And I know I will- I learned plenty of things. But as I walk toward my diploma to receive it, I'll be thinking about the most priceless of all those things- that God has been, is, and always will be faithful to bring me through. And for that, I want to look him in the eye and say "thank you".
It feels weird. I don't really know what to do. I feel like I should celebrate but I'm not really sure how. Maybe it should be one of those thought celebrations. Like when you communicate with somebody by saying hardly anything at all. Yes. I think that's what it should be. One of those celebrations where instead of partying it up and yelling "woohoo!", you look the person who brought you through in the eye and say "thank you". Maybe the only way we can really feel fulfilled by partying it up and yelling "woohoo!" is once we've looked that person in the eye and said "thank you". For me, that person is God.
Having zero days left of school means more to me than just the end of tardy bells and state standards. To me, having zero days left of school means that God has brought me through 720 days (in high school alone) and that I don't need to be afraid of the next thing he brings me through.
While I'm just jubilant that I'm done with high school, I'm not under the impression that life is going to be ponies and puppies from here on out. On the other hand, I'm not fond of naming the next stage in life the "real world" as if up until now we all had been living in a figment of imagination. The pain has been real, the stress has been heavy, the frustrations have piled up and the boredom has infected every one of us at one time or another. But the joys have been overwhelming, the relief has brought us sighs, the light bulb moments are fulfilling and whether we all will admit it or not, school has been fun from time to time. While life will be very different from now on, these things will always influence how I see life. A new school, an old and dearly beloved school, much confusion, every teacher, every fellow student, every paper and every lecture were all part of life and standing at the end of all those things looking back on them, I cannot tell you that my life is going to be completely different now that they are all over. It won't be because the one who brought me through them all and told me how to see things will be with me for the rest of my life as well.
It's probably good to walk on stage to receive your diploma knowing you learned something during the time it took you to achieve it. And I know I will- I learned plenty of things. But as I walk toward my diploma to receive it, I'll be thinking about the most priceless of all those things- that God has been, is, and always will be faithful to bring me through. And for that, I want to look him in the eye and say "thank you".