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A blog about optimism, life, celebration, song, and peace.

Each choice I make forms myself into a unique being which others judge. Someone to be proud of.

oh, generic vague information about myself: girl.17.Texas (wishes she was from Canada).music.laughs.yeah.

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Graduation:

I know how I should feel, elated, older, happy. I know what my emotions are expressing, sadness, joy, fear. But the actual encompassing emotion is unidentified. If this were a perfect world I would be with my two best friends talking about how far we’ve come and crying a tad when we talk about the future. But reality is my mixing emotions have gotten the better of me and put me in a place of confusion. I don’t think there are ever perfect moments. For example when you hear someone is dead you expect to burst into tears; however, most are sent into denial and the tears come when they stub a toe or do some random action. I believe the reality that I am no longer a highschooler will hit at some random moment, and many of them. Only when I’m in the college world will I replace highschooler with college goer. No big bang of one costume to another but just a slight shift that is unrecognizable except for those small moments when it hits you.

(this only all makes since in my brain, I apologize to those who have read this far, this is mainly for my own sanity)

In all honesty graduation can be at any point I want it to be. I must put myself in the mindset and cazam, I’m graduating again. So what if this night didn’t turn out how I thought it would, I can merely create another night and call it my graduation. The power of the mind. After all, reality is only what we make of it.

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