So yes, yes, yes! Graduation is tomorrow. I gotta say, I'm soooooo totally excited! I mean, I don't know what's going on ... But these past 2 days that I spent signing Yearbooks & getting my own signed ... I don't know. It didn't really have much of an impact on me. I got home & read everything that was written to me & yes, they were all sweet & sincere & what most people would consider as "touching" (I was very picky with who signed this Yearbook), but well, I didn't cry or anything. The most any of them got out of me was an "Aww ..."
Meanwhile, classmates, teachers, & staff have been coming up to me & telling me how great I am & how much they'll miss me, etc. etc. & I'm just all bright & cheerful looking & listening to them, nodding at appropriate spots & saying the right things, while they look like they're about to get all teary-eyed just talking ...
I'm guessing the deal is that it hasn't all fully registered yet, at least not in my mind. Maybe & most likely tomorrow during the actual ceremony, the emotions will catch up. But really, graduating from h/s isn't a funeral event like some people are making it out to be ... It's a chapter completed and done with. We move on. I knew this coming into h/s & was prepared to leave the 1st day I stepped foot into THS. Sure, I've made some extremely great friends & other awesome people (some of which will be attending the same college as me) but geez. I don't know.
But I'm all set for tomorrow. In a sense. I have a great burgundy dress & cute silver kitten heels (I decided to not go too high) ... I'm not sure what I'll do with my hair. I wanna get the tips cut at least. But time's ticking too fast ... I'll do my nails myself. I just hope tomorrow goes well (practices have been awful!) & I don't get lost on my way to the hall (Yikes! That'll totally stink).
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