Well, it's official! I'm graduated from that High School down the street. I never have to show my face there ever again. I didn't attend the actual graduation ceremonies--and I got a lot of glares and weird looks because of that detail--but I didn't need to. Ceremonies for these kinds of things, so young, are unnecessary. Just little things to distract us, to almost get us to forget that we have things to do...
I know I have things to do. I don't need a graduation ceremony to distract me. I don't need a graduation to tell me that I'm done. I don't even need a paper with my name on it...
I know that I've worked hard to get through high school, and I've done it pretty well. I'm proud of what I've accomplished with the help of my family and few friends. I guess this post, in a way, can be my ceremony. I don't have a cap and gown, no tassel, no rolled up diploma to shout for in my hands; but I do have gained knowledge from over the years. I can say I've learned more than what was taught to me by my teachers. I can say that I've worked hard to set up a path to complete my final goal in schooling.
So, you see? I don't need an official ceremony. I don't care for them.
There are too many people there to bug you, anyway.
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