A Long Time Ago...

Put the wraps yesterday on my first week as a graduated high school student. Quite a milestone, huh? As Dad says, I'm finally "a real person". Score. Graduation was one of those bittersweet moments where you think, "Thank You God" on one hand and "Whoah, I'm not going to see you, or you, or you, or you you you you ever again."

The ironic thing is they don't even hand you your diploma when you walk across the stage. Instead, you are handed an elegant, red leather holder with the words Diploma stenciled in gold lettering across it (A nice touch, I thought, considering it's just public high school) that's empty. I have yet to swing by the school and pick up mine -should probably do that soon - but it feels a little anticlimatic.