Week 15- Graduation Story

My life will never be the same. I'm in a super crowded basketball stadium called the Patriot Center. I'm in some ridiculous looking cap and gown. Before I though ceremony was a pain and just a long bore. I thought about not going and having them mail me my diploma. I didn't need a big ceremony to tell me I was done with high school, I had figured that out. However, when I got close in line about to walk across the stage I actually started cherishing the moment. In two days I was gonna move out. Most of the other students were gonna stick around all summer and maybe finally move out and go to school a few hours away. My mags were already packed, I was flying out the next day. The plan was to start BYU during the summer, in order to move out as soon as possible. I was gonna be my own person. From now on I wouldn't be my parents child, I would be supporting myself, and doing whatever I wanted in order to make my wildest dreams come true. This meant the end for the "one size fits all" educational plan that the government sets for everyone. From now on I could do anything, I was going to school, but for a very different reason. It was no longer because I had to, it was because it was what I wanted to do. I did a good job in high school. I definitely prepared myself for college and I got a good sense of what I liked in life. Most importantly, I learned how to work to get or become anything I wanted. I left that stage knowing that there was nothing in the world I couldn't do if I set my mind to it. High school set me up to set my sights high. If there's one thing I regret about high school is that I set my sights to low. I spent to much time doing things I didn't like because I didn't realize that I could spend all my time doing what I wanted to do the most.