Blog post 2

             It was my turn to finally go up and receive my diploma when I heard my name called. In my head I was thinking wow I’m actually graduating, I can’t believe this is happening. I sat down with my diploma and reminisced the whole time. I thought of all the good and bad memoires I had at this school, and the people I became friends with throughout the years. We have all these inside jokes and things that only people who went to our school would understand. I didn’t want to forget about all the fun times I had with my class and teachers. High school was going to be completely different, instead of having a grade of 60 kids it was about 250 kids. For us that was a lot of people because that’s half our school. I had a lot on my mind when I was sitting there. We finally got up to say our “I believes” everyone including me began to cry. I didn’t want to graduate I am going to miss everyone because we basically we up together as a family. Even though I haven’t know my teachers for the longest time I felt like I knew them forever. As we started the countdown everyone looked so sad. Then we finally got to 2013 and threw our caps, that was when all the tears came out. No matter how many times I said I couldn’t wait to leave this school and move on, I never meant it. If I could change what I said I would, but I can’t go back. I had to move forward from it and accept that it was finally over.