Officially a TJHSST graduate.
Initial thoughts: overwhelming mix of sadness and happiness. More thoughts later when I can compose myself.
“I now pronounce you, Thomas Jefferson High School of Science and Technology, Class of 2011…graduated.”
Is that how it goes? It’s something along those lines. I’ll be wearing a white dress, dark blue cap and gown. I’ll be sitting in the fifth row on the left side of the aisle. I’ll be waiting for the end of that long sentence, with the unfinished clauses trailing one after the other. I’ll be waiting with baited breath along with the rest of my class for the end of this chapter, this much-too-long chapter, of our lives.
And then we’ll throw our caps in the air and be done with high school forever.
I would tell you that I’m sad, but you wouldn’t understand.
Look, you can deal with failure. You have read that it is the crucible where character is forged, or something like that. You can handle it, because you believe in yourself. “All right,” you say, when the third rejection letter comes in. “Heck yeah! Forging some character right here!”
But how do you deal with success? How do you deal with the worst kind of success: the kind that befalls other people?
I do most certainly love LUNAFLY. u v u
I think experience is beautiful.Every fact you learn, every feeling that pangs inside and squeezes your heart, every twisted relationship, everyone you loved and cared for. All these memories are yours; they exist only inside your head. You turn and turn every page in your mind—some are fresh and new while others are faded and torn, ink smudging the words together into thick, black blurs.
“I don’t pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you.”
Prompromprom. It was nice. ♥
That moment when you suddenly realize that you have developed a crush on someone. You never really notice it there until one single action triggers that feeling. It may be a look or something they say that strikes something in your soul and it hits you: that yearning to be desired by such a wonderful person. It can’t be taken back but it will eventually fade or grow to something more.