Finally, the time to say goodbye is actually here. I can’t explain enough how happy I am to finally leave this place behind and actually begin to enjoy most days of my life. School hasn’t taught me much other than the best way to get through life is truly faking it till you make it. I can honestly say school has been a terrible experience, and it won’t be the time of my life that I look back on and think of great memories and moments that I will miss. Rather, it will be the time I look back on and remember the many days I skipped because I couldn’t stand being in this place for a second longer.
To think I used to enjoy school and look forward to going the next day is crazy. It seems like a lifetime ago that I used to love the environment, the people, and the learning. These last few years would have been much simpler if I could have just stayed that way, but unfortunately, that didn’t work out. The one thing that has been consistent throughout my entire experience since I truly began hating attending school everyday is when I mention how much I hate it, I’m always told it will get better. And guess what, it never did. So, in this goodbye, I’m going to be honest with how it was. The best way to say this is: school sucks and I don’t recommend it. The only reason I am actually graduating is because apparently, dropping out is frowned upon.
While I did have some good moments in the last three years, the bad outweighed the good in my case. I loved being involved in cheer, and journalism has definitely been an experience, which I don’t even know how to explain. It’s been good, fun, strange, and everything in between. In all honesty, I just joined it so I could have a better place to eat lunch and a class I could get my parents to call me out of when, again, I couldn’t get the motivation to keep coming to school. While I really don’t even believe I belong being a part of this group, I am still beyond grateful for everything that Mundorf does for us because she is truly such an amazing teacher and goes above and beyond for everyone. No matter what, journalism really is a great class, with great people, and one of the best teachers one could ever have. So, while I have made some good memories throughout my time here, I just wish I had a better experience like I hear so many other people have.
Even though these last few years have not been great, I still want to thank everyone who has helped get me to this point. Without my parents, certain teachers, including Mundorf, and help from the guidance counselor, I can confidently say I would not have graduated. I am beyond grateful that I am able to end this experience a year early because no matter what, it was going to be ending this year whether that was graduating or dropping out. I am terrified for what’s to come though because I have no clue where my life is headed, but I am also excited to figure it out and see what’s going to happen.
I guess it’s time to truly say goodbye. So, bye guys, and happy graduation to the class of 2024, which half of these people I don’t even know. I am grateful for the people who have helped me through this experience, and I am beyond happy that my time to say goodbye is finally here. So, rather than staying in this terrible part of my life, I’m going to move on and hopefully start doing something great, because what’s the point?
