I cant believe it. So many mixed emotions, so many beautiful moments and so many regrets..
As the class of 2009 prepares for exams and that final graduate certificate, I look back on the five years I have spent with these people, in these classes and with these teachers. Society's aim to mould seemed necessary to imprint a lasting memory, etched into my heart forever. To think you can spend more time with these forced upon acquaintances than your family or friends, makes you realise how special they are to you- and cascaded into your eternal memory of childhood.
In the midst of exams and strenuous study; which determines, what is said to be 'the rest of your life' the love and union that exist within the graduates grows and the realisation of priorities which determine the rest of your life are suddenly not career related. To much of their surprise.
This case for thoughts and hope for quality has reached a verdict:
Im in love with the idea of what I could have; if my dreams were to come true.
Truth be, I am holding back from moving onto any other possibilities because those unsatisfied dreams still ponder. The more I know I have to have it, the more I fear letting those dreams down, having it is letting them move on. Creating new beautiful dreams that could come true seems healthy- and I deserve for them to come true! But I need it, I need to stop the torture and sadness. The self pity. The emptiness. I need closure.
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