It is beginning to be the season of proms, decorating graduation caps, and most importantly high school graduation. Last year, I graduated from high school and I was so excited to leave everything behind: the drama, the long hours, the teacher, the classes, EVERYTHING. I was ecstatic to leave behind everything that tore me down and start a new chapter in my life. The book of life; chapter first year of college.
In high school I wasn’t a nerd, I wasn’t popular, I was simply a nobody. I transferred high schools after my sophomore year because the drama was emotionally scaring for me. I was hoping the transfer of schools during high school would change and help me leave everything behind and start fresh. However, this was a big mistake on my part. Because two years of high school had passed, the kids at my new school already had their cliques, already had their friends, and already knew where they belonged. I was a freshman all over again. By my senior year, some of the drama had followed me and there was nowhere to run from it.
Graduation day, I was ready. I was ready to leave everything behind and start all over again. I was going to a local university only two of the members of my graduating class were attending the same place. I thought I was in the home stretch.
My first day of college, I was terrified and scared. I walked into the Commuter Corner, which is a lounge for all of the commuters to study, spend time with friends, or eat between classes, and the people who I thought I had left at my first high school were sitting there. I tried not to hold a grudge and I was friendly but by the end of the second semester, all of the drama from high school returned.
Just like Bowling for Soup’s song “High School Never Ends”, it was all about who was sleeping with whom, who was doing what a who’s house, what someone was wearing, and how someone’s actions changed in the presences of a certain person. When you see old, classmates from college or middle school old memories tend to be revisited, embarrassing ones, funny ones, etc. Even if you try to avoid it, everything follows you even when you tell yourself to leave things in the past, surprise they’re back.
Because of college, I have realized high school wasn’t as bad as I thought it was. The drama was not as bad as it is in college, except now you cannot get detention for talking about someone. I have visited my high school where I graduated from several times now and I can truly say thank you to the teachers, they had helped me through a lot my senior year and they are what kept me grounded and able to finish high school without losing my sanity. Now I have constant battles with students and especially the teachers. Don’t grow up to fast, you will regret it later.
