Well this is yet another late post! IM GRADUATED!!! yay! Lol. I meant to write about my graduation waaaay back on the weekend it actually happened, but I kept slacking. But, like I always says, better late than never. :)
So the last week of school for me was extremely bittersweet. I got my acceptance letter to Boise State University! And as I looked at it, and thought about it, I decided to do it. I didn't even apply to the Musicians Institute, however I don't regret it. I believe that if I have the talent, passion, and will, I can make it to a music life without the need to go to a music school. I can do this if I want it, and if God is willing. So BSU it is, and I am happy with my choice of staying close to the church life and pursuing an English major. However, as great as I felt with my acceptance to BSU, I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that I was leaving behind the school life I had come to love here in Prosser. The people, friends, and teachers I had gotten along with, and the memories I had created. It sadden me to leave them.
The choir class was asked to sing at baccalaureate. Once, while we practiced Journey In Peace, which was the song we would perform, the underclass men were looking around looking at the seniors in class, knowing we had only a few days. They all had looks of sadness. Our choir class had come to be very close, so our departure was sad for all of us. But as we sang, I saw Gena, Matie, Teryn, and the loving altos I had sang with all year looking at me, it was too much. I ran out of class, and cried in the hallway. Tracy(Mrs. Boyle) understood, of course. She's always been an awesome teacher. So she let me be, and let me have my moment. Surprisingly, this was the only breakdown I had while in school. Although I was almost sure it would have been Dillahunts class in which it would have happened.
The office was sad to leave too. Jessica, the junior office aid who had worked in the office with me all year, had become such a fun friend. We had a lot of laughs while in the office, I didn't think I'd get so close to her. And of course, the office staff! those people made the period oh so unforgettable. It was a bit heartbreaking to find out Mr. Gant would be leaving PHS. he was always fun to have around in the office. leadership was surprisingly not so emotional. But i think it's because Mrs. Skeen kept us busy til the last minute. Even still, as I wrote a 'thank you' card to Skeen the night before the last day, I couldn't help but feel terribly sad to leave the class.
Of course, Dillahunts was horribly heartbreaking to leave! The last day in class he made notes for all of us, and gave them to us as he signed our sign out sheets. When I received mine, I read it and instantly wanted to cry. Leaving behind him and his class was the hardest for me, and the note didn't help. But Judy, and other friends were around, and I didn't want to cry around them. Plus, they kept messing around and joking, so i was able to keep distracted. Still, it hurt.
And then there's Cole's class. I admit I was glad to finally not have to run and do all the workouts, however, this was just as hard to leave behind. Cole had been around since freshman year, and we got along soooo well! He was just one of those teachers that wasn't like a teacher to me...we joked, and laugh, and picked on each other. Any time we talked, it was hardly school/grade related. We just conversed. He was like a 'pal' I guess you could say. I know that sounds weird to say about a teacher, but it's true.
And then, there was just all those other teachers and staff that I didn't have this year but I had known and gotten along with all along. It was just so sad to leave them. But at the same time I couldn't help think that in a few months I would be gone and starting over and just being free!
Now, I know I haven't talked about graduation yet, but as I was writing this, I decided to put this into two different posts. The last week is a completely different experience and memory than my last day and graduation. that will go into the next post. So read on...
