No. Shut up. This is going to sound super nerdy (or whatever the hell you want to call it) but I am not excited to be finishing school, if anything, I'm frightened. You always hear those kids in your grade who are like, "Oh, I can't wait to get out of this sh*thole bro," well, no, it's not a "sh*thole" it where you're getting your education, where, well let's face it, you're pretty much sheltered from scrutiny by the outside world and if anything you should be making the most of every opportunity you have there, otherwise you'll still be talking like that when you're a grandparent at 30 (Yeah, I went there). But seriously, we've/you've spent two-thirds of your life in grade school (1-12) and closer to eight-ninths of your life in education in general (kindy-12), and because we know nothing other than school, to those who realise what is actually happening, it's quite frightening.
So, tomorrow is the first day of my last year at high school (Grade 12 in Australia), and I am worried, it feels like it's your last chance to prove yourself before university. Now, I understand you're sitting there like,"What the hell is this girl on about, she should be excited about finishing school, freaking nerd." Okay, well yes, I am excited about finishing school, what I am not excited about is getting thrust out into the wild (metaphorically not literally), not knowing how everything works and having to readjust yourself to a 'new world' with new people and having to start at the bottom of the food chain all over again. You know what I mean? In primary school(P-3) you're like the bees knees in Grade 3, then you move up to Junior(4-6) and you're the little fish again working you're way up to grade 6 to re-rule, then it's a whole change of scenery, swept across to the senior campus to start Middle(7-9) School, then on to Senior(10-12) school where it's a pretty gradual build-up... then, BAM! Senior((Grade 12) To answer confusion, our school has two seniors(?) I guess you could say the Seniors of the Senior School(Grade 10-12) and the school's Senior's(meaning just Grade 12-the graduating class)). So, now we're basically the sharks of our school, wait, no, whales(they're bigger) of our school, we've done the twelve years, gone through all the different stages, then, done. And, what I guess i'm trying to say is, is that it's scary. Noone tells, you that finishing school is scary and school always seemed like an enforced sort of thing to most people but if you think about it... it's kind of a sanctuary until you're old enough to be in the 'real world' (kind of like the opposite of the Hunger Games- if you know what I mean).
I think what I'm also trying to say is, is that don't be in such a rush to finish school, take it slow, have fun, don't be afraid of what others think, cherish your friends and all that. Most people don't say it but when you leave school, you also leave behind a lot of the people you called friends, go ask your parents, ask them, if they had friends in high school who they never talked to again after graduating. There we go. You got me. Yeah, I'm afraid I'll lose touch with my friends after graduating but I guess it's up to me to stop that. And (here comes some nerdiness) I guess, you don't actually realise it but I think I will actually miss the teachers, the office lady who always smiles and asks, "Late again?", the teacher's who show you pictures of their drunk shenangins, the principal whose speech goes on for what feels like hours but really it's just 15 minutes, everything you don't think you'll miss but as your time at grade school closes to end you realise, that those tiny things you smile about are the very things you'll miss most when you graduate.
So, here's to the year before us. I wish us the best in our academic, work and social lives. I hope we all cherish these years we've spent together at grade school and continue our memories on into our university years.
Yes, I am scared for tomorrow and the rest of the year to come but I'm also super excited. And trust me, there will be more of these, and definitely a super emotional blog-post just like this at the end of the year. ;)
But for now, wish me luck and I for you.
Ps. That was super dooper cheesy.
Pps. I was hesitant of publishing this, I'm not too sure why... but then I thought what the heck, why not?
