How I Feel

June 23, 2006. This is a day that I've waited for my whole life. This is the day when I can finally say that I've made my parents proud of me. Most importantly, this will be the day I can finally say that I'm proud of myself. The thought of hearing my name being called and seeing the look on my parent's faces when I walk across that stage to shake the principal's hand is so overwhelming. This is the day that I graduate from high school.

I do have to admit that getting here was not an easy task for me. Everything from cutting classes to having to repeat the ninth grade with a G.P.A of 0.999, I went through it all. I hated the person that I was and the things that I was doing. I felt like I was such a disappointment. Now I had to look my parents in the eyes and tell them that I failed the ninth grade. That was one of the most difficult things that I ever had to do. Explaining why I was failing was really hard because I wasn't going to school everyday like they thought I was.

Reality didn't really hit me