The robe, the tassel, the hat

Tuesday was graduation. Need I say more. Relieved. Sad. Happy. Nostalgic. Excited.Nervous. The day felt like it went on forever, but once it was over it was like a blink in time, gone now only to be revisited through photos, brief videos, and ever fading memories. The night before I couldn't sleep-what if I trip? what if they say my name wrong? what if my family is late? what if I start to cry?-yes my biggest fear, crying, why do I fear it? well usually once I start I can't stop. I did not cry that day, many did, but strangely I didn't even have to hold back tears, instead I was full of brief flashes of my pearly whites :) I don't know what came over me but the moment I put on that robe I felt accomplished and proud of myself for the things that I had gone through to get to this day. Kindergarden to senior year. multiplication tables to logarithms. sentences to 5 page long essays. cooties to crushes. friends.fights.tests. What an array of events that shaped who I am today. Time machines, who needs em, I wouldn't change a thing. My tassel now hangs in my room as a constant reminder of who I am and why I should be proud.whats next?college...and I only hope that when I put on that next robe I will be as happy as I was on Tuesday May 20th, 2008 <3