An Epoch End
Jun. 21st, 2005 01:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dahlia_moonWell, I just graduated from junior high a few hours ago. Alright, so maybe eight graders don't graduate from middle school but we had this huge ceremony for the completion of our three years at King. I had won a few awards but not the one I had wanted to win. The Spirit Award. Of course, it's a tough award to get and I suppose I'm not too bitter at not winning it but you would think that after three years at trying to be a decent human being, someone would notice. (Insert sarcasm here.) Anyways, I guess the four people who had won it, deserve it and I mean this sincerely. I know them and I guess they're the best people to receive the awards. And, besides, there were some people who didn't get any awards. (I'm just stating a fact, not that not getting an award means there was anything wrong with the people. I fully realize there's more to life than awards.)
So, after these three months it's onto high school. Now, don't even get me started on high school. Besides, my nervousness and excitement there's also the loss of old friends I had known since elementary school. Most people are going to the same high school as moi but there's also a small percentage of those who aren't. I'm lugubrious about that. I wish I could be nonchalant and I tell myself that this is just part of moving on but so far it hasn't helped a scintillula.
I'm probably gonna be over it by tomorrow. I was like this when seventh grade ended and I'm gonna be like this when the big high school graduation comes up in four, long, years. Things can only get better. (Boy, am I optimistic today, lol.)
So, after these three months it's onto high school. Now, don't even get me started on high school. Besides, my nervousness and excitement there's also the loss of old friends I had known since elementary school. Most people are going to the same high school as moi but there's also a small percentage of those who aren't. I'm lugubrious about that. I wish I could be nonchalant and I tell myself that this is just part of moving on but so far it hasn't helped a scintillula.
I'm probably gonna be over it by tomorrow. I was like this when seventh grade ended and I'm gonna be like this when the big high school graduation comes up in four, long, years. Things can only get better. (Boy, am I optimistic today, lol.)
