I could probably write about graduation and the end of senior year 100 times and 100 different ways… It’s like every day something new hits me. 

In the past four years, I have taken 24 classes at Fort Walton Beach High School and I have attended (give or take…) 720 days of school. Every morning I roll out of bed at 7:00, get dressed, run downstairs at the last minute, and drive hurriedly to school. It is a routine I have come to know and love tolerate. Today, though, as the monotony of my morning schedule began, something was noticeably different. It hit me: this is the last time I’ll do this. Today was the last time. Today, May 26, 2015, I attended my last class as a high school student, and I’m really not sure I was ready for it… 

Okay, sure, if we’re being honest, it wasn’t the last time I was ever going to walk into Fort Walton Beach High School, I know that. But it was the last time I walked in for 2nd period AP Psychology – it was the last time I walked in to go to class at all. Today, was a definite end that at times I thought would never come.  Despite the fact that I haven’t quite graduated yet, a big chapter of my life ended today. 

Recently I’ve been struggling with what to do once it was all over. Although I have been saying all year that I “can’t wait to graduate,” the closer I get, the more worry sets in. Am I old enough for this? Can I really handle college and life on my own? Am I ready for this next step?? The only answer I’ve come up with is that I don’t know and that’s okay.