I’m not really sure what to say.
I have this feeling of shock mixed with realization and excitement; it is hard to shake. But we’re done. We’re actually done.
I actually completed 12 years of school. I’m actually off to be an adult. "Childhood bliss" is actually over.
I’m in that place where, “4 years from now...” has become “yesterday.” As I drive by that high school building I've driven by my whole life I think, “I used to go there.”
Oh, but what a feeling! Everything that I have been through up until this point actually feels real, like a permanent part of my history. When I talk about all the memories I made, I won’t start by saying, “well last school year,” but pretty soon I’ll say, “when I was in high school.”
All the lost friendships are starting to hit me, too and I realize I may never see these people again. The ones I had grown accustomed to seeing, are now just faces that I remember, each with their own life and their own story. All with their own future, and who knows what it holds for them!