Well, I did it! I completed my last day of high school just yesterday. :)
Coming into senior year, it was a little bit like “ugh, here’s another year.” But now that it’s over, it does feel a little bit bittersweet. Not enough to make me want to go back to high school for another year, of course, but I am reminded of the really sweet memories and the amazing people that I’ve met.
Senior year has changed me in many ways. I think it mostly came from the college application process. From being rejected from my top choice school, and feeling utterly heartbroken about it. But even when that happened, that wasn’t “the end.” The experience humbled me, but it didn’t crush me. Not on the long run. And, in the end… I think being rejected from my top choice college was a blessing in disguise. I fell in love with the university that I will be attending next year: I love the culture, the people, and I know I will not be worse off by attending this university. I’m all in favor of creating my own destiny, working for what I deserve, but I also think life works itself out in ways that we do not expect. And, even though some things didn’t work out this year, I think so many other things did. Also, it just proves that I will be able to move on and pick myself back up no matter what life throws at me.
I always thought the last day of school would be this really teary experience, but it wasn’t. Don’t get me wrong, I’ll miss my teachers and friends A LOT–but I know I’ll see them again really soon, and I definitely plan on keeping in contact over email. On top of that… my best friend is going to the same university as I am, so I never really have to actually say goodbye to him. When I read my yearbook signatures from my teachers, though, it was hard not to tear up. In fact, I still haven’t gotten through all of them because I can’t take them all at the same time without tearing up. I think it was that moment that I realized how much my teachers have helped me grow in the last four years. From my biology teacher (who I didn’t like on the first day of school, haha!), who became my sounding board, supporter, and mentor, to my super sassy and sarcastic calculus teacher, the teachers have to be the most wonderful thing about my high school. Rarely do you see such compassionate teachers who love to help their students and teach. And I am so, so fortunate to have met so many in my four years.
It’s odd to think that I will be leaving for college next year… but it’s an exciting sort of odd. I’m so excited for all the new and exciting things that will be coming up (yes, I just used exciting like, three times): finishing my second novel and interning as a mathematical analyst over the summer, for example. I know the future only holds more adventures, and I’m happy to be closing this chapter of my life up… to start a brand new one.
I now leave you guys with this little excerpt my friend found on Tumblr–which I couldn’t relate to about 8 months ago, but I can now:
What are some of your favorite senior year experiences? Things you learned, realized?