High school sometimes feels like a lie, like it passed in a millennium and 2 seconds at the same time. Saying that I’m the graduating class of 2024 doesn’t really make sense in my head.
My dad told me that high school would be different from middle school. I was worried that I wouldn’t enjoy school and that I wouldn’t make any friends. I had all these worries, and my dad would always assuage my fears. He was right that high school would be different, but not how we thought. As I said, I’m part of the class of 2024, which means that my freshman year was in 2020. I started this whole experience called high school in my bedroom with my laptop on my desk. I waved to the people who have now become my friends through my computer screen. I took all of my classes online and made the best of what I had. It wasn’t really what I envisioned, but the world stopped for no one.
Then came actual high school. I had been in the building for the first time and got a sense of everything that had been depicted to me as a child (my favorite movie series as a child was High School Musical). I loved and hated school at every moment simultaneously. I loved that I had friends and work to do, and a place to spend my time. I loved that I was occupied. I hated that it felt like it was just a stop gap. Sometimes, I didn’t know why I was doing anything or if it mattered at all. I hated that I wanted to be done with school as fast as possible but also restart and do everything all over again, even if it would cost me time.
Now, as a graduating senior, I can say that while I might not have enjoyed every moment of high school, it was still worth the experience. I’ve met some of the best people here, and I wouldn’t change it for anything.
Congratulations to the class of 2024!
