Well, butter me up and call me a biscuit! It has been a while, folks! But I, Citizen M, am back.
How has everyone been? The weather is finally starting to look up, which is nice after this pretty harsh winter. “Why do you sound positive, Almighty M?” you might be thinking. Relax. I still hate everything.
Alright, so that is not entirely true. But you know what I do hate? Graduation. Don’t get me wrong, I am excited to get out of high school. I’m just not excited for everything that goes along with it.
What ever could I mean? I’ll tell you, devoted readers. Graduation is stressful. You’ve got the caps and gowns to order, the parties to plan, the family members to deal with and the crippling fear of the impending doom that is college. There is so much to do and so little time to do it. Actually, I take that back. There is plenty of time for all of it. However, being seniors, we just do not really feel like dealing with any of it, because we are seniors.
It takes a lot of effort to actually go online and order your caps and gowns. Life would be so much easier if we could just be assigned our garments and be on our way. The fact that we have to order them and that we are not automatically just given them reminds us that there’s a chance we could not graduate. Endless doubt fills our minds already, Howard County Public School System. Let us feel secure about at least one thing.
What happens if you forget to invite someone to your graduation party? How many feelings are you willing to hurt? What if your mom forgets the Chick-Fil-A platter and you cry in front of 100 of your closest friends and family? What if no one shows up? I think about that last one a lot.
Now, family members do have their perks — a.k.a. their money, I mean, their unconditional love and support. They also have a lot of questions. And annoying children that want to follow you everywhere at your graduation party. They eat all the cake, too. So there is that. Moving on.
Graduation is also just the definite reminder that the future is coming, whether it be filled with collegiate success or other stuff. It feels like just yesterday that I, lowercase Citizen m, was walking into kindergarten with my cute little backpack and my cute little lunch and my cute little brain that don’t know anything at all. And now, I am leaving high school. You might as well just punch me in the face every morning when I wake up because that is the feeling I have when I think about the future.
But you know, it is also kind of exciting. We are adults now! Well, almost! We can do almost anything we want (soon)! Except for, you know, illegal stuff like murder and kidnapping. All we have to do is give up our joyful childhood and the safe happiness that adolescence gives us. This is Citizen M, growing up.
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