One of my best guy friends has been late to every class, event, and party in his entire life. Literally, it is the most annoying thing imaginable. We always used to joke that he'd be late to his own funeral. So, of course, our graduation started, we walked in to Pomp & Circumstance, and guess who came in five minutes into the ceremony, looking disheveled and embarrassed? It was priceless.
Our graduation took place in June 2008, in a Sportsplex. Never in my life have I been so hot. 400 students and their families trapped for five hours in that building.. Gross. We were all sweaty and shiny, and couldn't want for it to all be over. I don't remember crossing the stage; I was so focused on not tripping on my face in front of a thousand people that I completely blanked.
In our ceremony, each student has his or her extracurricular activities, honor status, scholarships, and immersion certification read out loud. I wanted my list to be impressive, so I worked my butt on all year and joined so many clubs just for that reason. The principal was reading my list of achievements for two minutes after I left the stage. Pretty embarrassing, but I was proud to have all my hard work acknowledged. All in all, my graduation ceremony was pretty typical, but the after party was anything but.
I loved high school, but I love university more, and I'm glad to have it all behind me. My last year of high school was difficult because I was severely depressed. I missed a lot of school, lost a few friends, and spent a lot of time crying, but I made it, and I feel stronger for it. I try to dwell on my positive memories of high school, and my graduation was definitely one of them.