I, Charity Segovia, after much trial and exhaustion and heartache and work and mental fatigue have finally graduated high school.
*does happy dance*
I've been counting down to this glorious occasion since I first stepped into that school wearing an awkward maroon-colored polo shirt and a pair of gray corduroy pants. I've stayed up past ungodly hours to do homework on countless nights and analyzed and scrutinized literature of all different genres and even wrote and illustrated a children's book in French and now I am done. And it just doesn't seem real.
Last Friday I dawned a cap and gown and a pair of hot pink, six-inch, platform pumps. Last Friday I crossed the stage and shook hands with five people, most of whom I've never met. Last Friday I turned my tassel and popped my foot for an overly-enthusiastic picture with my diploma and just like that it was over. I was graduated. I was done.
It all seemed very anti-climactic to me. I was expecting bells to sound and fireworks to go off and some heavenly choir to burst into an extravagant rendition of the Hallelujah Chorus. I expected to feel different. I didn't. All I felt was relief.
I have a feeling that it's going to take me a while to process the fact that I never have to don that atrocious uniform or wake up at a reasonable hour anymore. Sure, I'm going to start my new job cleaning houses at Small Planet soon, so there will be a uniform and need to rise before 9am, but it's not quite the same thing. My days of mandatory education are over. Last Friday was the first day of my life as an adult.
Overall, high school was an adventure. It was way harder than I would have liked. And I could pick out any number of events that didn't go according to plan. But I made some great memories. I made some beautiful friends. And I made it. Not much more can be said.
Everything is going to change now. I'm going to start working and I'm going to have free time and soon enough society is going to be expecting me to get married. Gah.
But if there was one thing I learned during high school, one thing I will take away, one lesson that I know will benefit me for the rest of my life, it's to run to Jesus. And everything else will follow suit from there.
I raise my iced passionfruit tea lemonade to all those who helped me survive this time of my life and to my Designer, who I know will continue to do just that. Cheers, folks.
I've got life to live.
