The End
Never would I have thought the end of high school would be this fun. I got in my tears on the last day, but once the weekend came around I was all smiles. Spending time with the uglies = PRICELESS. Trip to Taco bell & party Friday night, SJV Fest on Saturday, beach on Monday, and now the Senior BBQ this afternoon. I really am tryna make the best out of all the time I have w/ my friends. In the back of my mind I know eventually our time will run out, so I’m on a quest to make every minute count. So far, summer has been pretty eventful. Graduation is this Thursday and I still can’t believe how far I’ve come. In two days I can say I’m a high school graduate. To some, it means nothing now that it’s done and over with. But like my dad said, it’s a milestone. I can’t help but feel super blessed to have gone thru what I have. None of it was easy and I struggled to the point of tears. But, still I’m thankful. The next couple years I’ll be shaping my own future. No, class curriculum. More, specifics into my major— what I want to pursue. It’s crazy how time flies. I remember thinking as a kid, this moment was far away from me, but now I’m living it. And loving every minute of it! I’m still a youngin’. Just a little wiser.
Down to the wire babyyyy
I hear both sides. People say they don’t miss it at all. Some say they wish they could go back for a day. Senior year is 12 school days away from being completely over. To be honest, I don’t want it to end. It might just be my insecurity or uneasiness of what the future holds for me that’s talking. But I know it’s hitting me hard and I’m not yet ready to leave. Everyone’s made their intent to enroll. SJSU, SFSU, UCLA, UCSC, UCD, UCSB, Berkeley, the list goes onnnn. And I sit here still debating which junior college I’ll be going to. I’ve put off a lot of things. Paying off my AP testing, ordering my senior portraits, deciding on college. I feel as if my decision on attending a JC was me disregarding the near end. JC, like an extension of high school— considering I’ll still be playing ball for the 2 years I’m there. It’s sunken in and I don’t know how to react to it. Yesterday, my dad gave me a reality check. “It’s fun while it lasted, but now it’s time to buckle down and focus on you.” The thought still scares me. At this point in time I know I should be ready for it, but I feel as if I’m no where near it. I’ve grown accustomed to the company I’ve had in high school. And to think that’ll all be just another memory to look back on like elementary/middle school. Connections lost, friends changing over time. It’s sad, but the reality of it. I already know I’m gonna be balling my eyes out on the last day when Graduation by Vitamin C plays on the intercom. But enough of this. I make the most of these last few days! BEST BELIEVE.
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