I finally did it. After years of crappy learning, years of switching schools, years of bitch-be-crazy teachers, years of work, work, and more work and years of soul searching with each class, I finally graduated. I finally accomplished my goal of leaving my fucking psycho asylum of a school and I’m about to enter the real world. Holy hell, it’s been a long run but I finally did it.
Ya wanna hear something funny. This might come off as dramatic, but school was like a dramatic sitcom for me. Every day was an episode, every school year was a season. There were always the funny moments, the dramalama moments, and the learning moments, where you learn about yourself at times. There were moments where you meet your best friend, and the moments where you say goodbye to the people you grew with as they leave. Now, as I’ve survived my last month, I considered this school year to be the series finale I’ve anticipated. Where I remember the staff and the students that brighten up the school with laughs, giving us memories to hold onto forever. It’s sad at times, but in our hearts, it was always for the best. Everyday was a new episode for me at school, some good, and some bad, but those episodes help me grow, help me learn, help me become the person I am, help me become much wiser, and help me gain TRUE friends, and not the ones that forget about you in a snap. Even though my friends are a bunch of buttholes.
I’m honestly not sad that my school life is over. I know, it’s the kinda part where I have to be crying and stuff, saying I’ll miss my school. However, I know that my time is over. I know that I have to move on from school and follow my passion. Which is cooking. I’ll still keep in touch of the friends that gave me smiles and laughs, no matter how much they kick my ass at times. It’s going to be much harder for me, but I’m not that pre-teen boy that cries a lot anymore. I’m stronger than I was before. Much wiser on what I am, and who I am. And much accepting than before.
I’m gonna miss those good years of school, even though 40 percent of them were brawling fights at times. It was good, to be with the people that matter the most. I know it’s time to move on, and it’s time to make dreams come true. To use the knowledge that I learned for the outside world.
Feels good, ya know. To accomplish this. Yeah, it really does feel good……yeah….fuck yeah!
Congrats mate! It was a blast, especially the part with the clowns, whipped cream and giant inflatable wario doll.