
Today was my final day of being a subject of the public school system. Now, I've taken my first steps as a true adult. I've had my final day of high school.
Okay wow.
I've been waiting 13 years for this. From that first day of aching separation anxiety and tantrums when I walked into Mount Vernon Elementary. Then in 3rd grade, when for reasons I can't recall, I transferred to Jefferson Houston School for Arts and Academics, a school that shaped the way I looked at creativity. A quick move to West Virginia, and I found myself in Country Day, a private school. Then on to Spring Mills, which I count as my turning point in life. After all, I met Alex and Lizzy there. :) Finally, I entered my final chapter: Hedgesville High School.
Here, I learned more than I ever could have guessed. I found out a lot about myself. I cut my hair, learned to love writing, and came out. I fell in love (kinda twice) and fell in lust (kinda eww) and fell all over myself trying to find out what the hell I was doing.
And I freakin loved it all.
Even when I cried,
I loved high school.
Because of my friends.
Those reading this most likely count themselves among that number I call friends. Know that I love you, I cherish you, and I will use what little I learned in math to find a common meeting point between ALL of our colleges.
So there.
See you later,
Rachel