Graduation

17 days until that one night
when everything, all the drama
the bores
the crushes
the awkwardness
the idiotic dares
the beeping phones
the sneakiness
the notes
the clouds
the trouble
the fake flirting
the clusters
the expectations
the cliques
the contests
will be presented for one last time
and be gone.
Until August 25th, anyway.

See you there.

They say everything happens for a reason

Awkward moments that make us cringe when we think of them
Actually changed the way we think, the way we act, the way we see each other.

One-night stands that we would rather forget
Bring us understanding that has to come at somepoint.
For us, early.

If I said we were beyond cliques, I would lie.
Cliques are truth.
Truth not of status [no, not at all ;)] , but of the capability to create and preserve friendships so they never, ever break.

The seemingly endless nights of IMing and video chatting gave us times of excitement, shock, disappointment, happiness, and most of all change.

Please don’t forget, but don’t regret either.

There were people hurt, hearts broken, tears shed, and relationships changed forever. But regret and grudges do nothing but trap us in the past so that we can’t move on and fix the things broken.

We take beginnings for granted.

The Day Greg Goedewaagen
The air is flavored with a gentle breeze,
that seems to relieve the shock and greatness of it all.
It’s the day when so many things pay off,
The day when the last few years all of a sudden reach
their boiling point.
And in the climax the sky is but a few sprinkles of blue that have managed
to find their way through the surge of tasseled hats,
that seem to remain suspended in the air for everyone to take in,
for everyone to remember.-- The Day

The Day Greg Goedewaagen

The air is flavored with a gentle breeze,
that seems to relieve the shock and greatness of it all.
It’s the day when so many things pay off,
the day when the last few years all of a sudden reach
their boiling point.
And in the climax the sky is but a few sprinkles of blue that have managed
to find their way through the surge of tasseled hats,
that seem to remain suspended in the air for everyone to take in,
for everyone to remember. -- Greg Goedewaagen

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A day we’ve been waiting for,
Four years now.
A day we’ve all been dread.
The end of one life,
The beginning of another.

It's the big day. The day you have to go up on to that stage, get your diploma, and take one last look at your school. Everyone has to do this sooner or later and it's quite sad having to say goodbye too you school you friends and all the amazin g things at your school.

Friends, family, visitors, and absolute strangers, I welcome ye to this extraordinarily long ceremony. I am sure you really want to go through all of this, so I will try to keep this speech semi-short in length. Maybe.