Aquired taste of graduation

I had this theory that I would never graduate high school. I thought something would happen, stopping me from fulfilling the inevitable. The second coming, I'd die, drop out, anything. Graduation is just over a month away and I don't see anything stopping me (except for maybe financial lit online, but don't worry--I'll finish it. Eventually).

Some kids are excited to graduate. The senioritis hit them hard. Others love high school like I love chocolate. I'm a mix of  both. Graduation is an acquired taste. I want to move on, live my life, let go of the past and keep going to fulfill my wildest dreams. But I have loved my experiences that have helped me grow and has shaped who I am now. I love my friends I have made and the memories that have been created. I love who I am.

Side note. Everyone should grow to love who they are in high school.

I had all this anxiety about graduating because of the life I was going into. A life of student debt. I hear nightmares all the time about people in their fifties paying off student loans. Dorms on campus for a semester alone were roughly 1500. Tuition is a nightmare. Books are insane. And I would be paying for it all by myself.

Slowly, things piece themselves together into making it all work. I applied for financial aid and scholarships (up the whazoo). I already hold at least two jobs at any given time. I found an apartment just off campus that is cheaper than on campus and twice as big and beautiful.

Things have a way of working out. Graduation grows on you. The taste gets better and you want it more and more until it's gone (then you want back, so I heard).

The class of 2014 is up and coming and I'm part of it.