Commencing Commencement

Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment, until it becomes a memory.” -Dr. Seuss Inspirational quote, check. Soooooo What do I say? What the heck can I say that hasn’t been said before. I don’t want to tell you to seize the day, follow your dreams, or find the thing that makes you special, hell I can’t even tell you your’re not special, because that’s been done before, I damn sure will not advise anyone not to procrastinate seeing as I’m writing this at two am four days after this was due. So what do I want to say to you? I guess there is only one thing I can say to you, thank you.
Thank you for making high school memorable. Now I don’t mean to say this experience was good it mostly sucked, especially English and math, and flip and science and history and you get the picture, but what I’m trying to say is that It sucked a little less with you guys, and I’ll definitely remember it. I mean who could forget cowering back as freshman watching Mr. Wright break up the first but definitely not the last fight, or this year when we finally won Homecoming because we’re that frickin awesome. And who could forget junior year, when even Flint Michigan had more water than us. Those were some rough times, but hey I wasn’t the only one cheering when Mr. Alberti went on this intercom to announce yet another half day, but back to the point I want to thank each and every one of you for helping to make some of the worst times bearable. And even a little exciting ,Hell If someone would’ve told me freshman year that I would be class vice president, or doing academic decathlon and actually winning a gold metal, I would’ve told them to go find themselves in places that the sun don’t shine. But here I am and It’s not because I thought I could do it. I couldn’t have, and wouldn’t have done it without your guys’s support. No matter what you did or didn’t do you’ve done something to contribute. I know that I may never see some of you again, some of you probably don’t want to see me either and that’s okay, but you all have given me a lot whether your my best friend, or someone I’ve only talked to once or twice. Thank you.
Thank you for not giving up. It’s been rough, and definitely hasn’t been easy. Most of us have known each other for longer than we haven’t. A lot of us have hated each other, or dated each other, or both, but we’ve all gotten wiser from it. We have learned a lot from the teachers, but even more from each other, because learning that the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell was cool and all, but learning how to make a friend was just a little bit more important. I regret a lot, especially my choice of not black attire freshman year, and heavy procrastination, but I wouldn’t change who I’ve become for a thousand dollars, now if it was a million well I’d have some thinking to do, but I’d have done it for a penny in middle school. God middle school sucked, well the parts that I haven’t repressed suck, but that’s a story for my therapist in 10 years.
So here we are, seeing each other for maybe the last time, watching each other achieve the goal we have been working towards for the last thirteen years, and not one of us can say that we could have done it all on our own. Graduation is not just an individual achievement but a collective legacy, and I couldn’t be more proud to be a part of this legacy. So one final time, thank you because saying thank you is hard but saying goodbye is unimaginable.

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