Last night was great. If there’s one good feeling in the world, one sense of accomplishment, it’s graduating. Last night was BCC’s annual Evening of Celebration, where four young ladies graduated from high school to go on to bigger and better things. All four of them are my friends, and I must say that as I sat in the pew watching what went on, it brought back memories of my own graduation, just one year ago. I knew exactly what was going through all of their heads – excitement, fear, anticipation, anxiousness, and just a hint of “Well, what’s next?” It’s a feeling that is incredibly good and yet sickening all at the same time. On the one hand, it’s the end of something familiar. Friends must be parted with, and the days of high school are over (which, while quite a wonderful feeling, also has a twinge of fear mixed with it, because it’s the end of a familiar setting). On the other hand, it’s a start of something new, which creates an incredible excitement for the days to come.
The best part of the night for me was getting to go up onto the little stage and say my own words to the graduates in a little speech. I’m not saying that it was the best part of the night for everyone, but I certainly enjoyed it. It was a piece of me, given to each of them, and I hope that it meant something. I spoke about developing a passion for God, a passion to seek Him and serve others, and since I knew what they were feeling as they sat in their seats there, I hope I adequately adapted it so that it will stick with them in the upcoming days. To be honest, everyone came up to me afterwards and told me how good of a speech it was, but I wasn’t that concerned with that. I don’t care whether it was good or not. I care whether it got the point across. After all, these graduates are my friends, and the chance to share even one thing that might have a possibility of helping them is a great opportunity for me. I jumped at the chance, because I thought it was a great idea. In past years, we’ve had a speaker that all the graduates knew, who would share some piece of wisdom. It’s great that someone with plenty of experience can do that, but at the same time, it’s also different coming from someone almost the same age as them. Either one can mean a lot, but I think when it’s coming from one of their friends, it just means so much more.
Anyways, the rest of the night was pleasant as well. We went out to East Side Mario’s, and just hung out there. The only graduate there was Bethany, but then Meagan showed up later after getting changed. All in all, it was a good night. I kind of wish I could graduate again. Well, I guess technically I am, since I’m doing my victory lap of high school right now, but it’s not the same. I suppose I’m still feeling what they’re feeling right now, since I’m heading off to university in the fall just like they are. Three of them are going to Laurier Brantford, so it won’t be too much of a huge thing for them. At the same time, though, the whole university experience is always going to be huge, even if it’s in the same city that you know already. As always, it’s the feeling of anticipation and hesitation. It’s what the students going to the first university ever built must have felt, and every single high school graduate ever since then. It’s the exciting – and yet fearful – feeling of growing up. And at some times, I’m more ready for that than at others. Some days I just want to get it over with and move out, and other days, I wish things could stay the way they are forever just so nothing ever has to change.
But anyways, enough confusing, rambling thoughts about feelings. Ultimately, you just have to go through with it and get it over with, and then you find out that things are much better than you even expected. But with that said, I’m done talking for today. The only other thing I have to mention is the fact that I’m now the owner of an electric acoustic guitar. I bought it off Julie for $400, and I already don’t like it. Well, I do, but the bridge is too high for my liking. It makes it awkward to play. So I might have to get that adjusted, which shouldn’t be too hard. Other than that, though, I have nothing else to say. My life and my blog are now up-to-date with each other. I hope you truly appreciate that fact, since as soon as I finish up this entry, that will change. ‘Tis so sad that life must keep going all the time. Sometimes I wish time would just stop. It’d make it so much easier to get things done around here.