It's that kind of feeling you get when you're on your last hour of a long plane ride; right before you're there when all of the anticipation builds up inside; the suddenly-alive motivation bursting through your chest, twisting your stomach in knots and loops, then spreading through your system like a cancer.
When I think of graduating, being in the last year of high school, millions of images flash through my mind as if I'm trying to fast forward a movie to the ending. The weekends and breaks are only a taste of what is to come. When I wake up one day around noon, (or whenever the hell I feel like!), and reminisce on the fact I have no where to be, no notes to write, no labs to conduct and no home-work I'm NOT going to do. That is waking up to success and freedom. One day, a day that is very soon, I will never have to listen to another "morning announcement" or another lecture on parabolas and sound waves; I will never have to worry about being tardy or truant. Most importantly, I will never have to subject myself to the stuff they serve as "food".
One day, a day that is very soon, I will have passed every quiz, every test and every final exam that it takes to receive that one piece of paper we've all been told about since kindergarten.
"The world isn't ending, we're just taking over."
-2012
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