Most people live their lives one day at a time, focusing on their present, not really planning to change. When I was young I heard people say many many times that time flies.They said “once you reach a certain age time just goes by faster and faster.” Back then I didn't understand how the rate of time could get faster as you grew. I thought, “That will never happen to me because I knew that it was impossible.” Another thing I often heard adults say was how so-and-so was now a “different person” Again, that sounded unreal, how could a person become someone else? I didn't realize then that everything that we live through can change us, our thoughts, our opinions, our wants, and inevitably ourselves. An event that changed me was my graduation from Oxnard High School in June 2009.
My interest in school decreased when I started Jr. High. School no longer had that fun, friendly atmosphere that it previously had. All of a sudden, the “smart” kids and the “average” kids were divided and given different schedules. In my mind, it didn't really matter, because none of these classes would really affect my classes in high school, so I didn't try to be one of the “smart” kids. High school was more of the same. My parents couldn't afford to send me straight to a university and my brother and sister before me hadn't graduated high school, so all I had to do was graduate and I'd already surpass their accomplishments. I never saw graduating high school as something that would be difficult. All you had to do was pass the minimum required classes by doing decent on the tests, and you'd get your credits. It was all extremely easy and that made me feel like I didn't have to be at school all of the time. The only things that kept me from ditching school every day were volleyball, ASB, and my friends.
It seemed like my graduating class as a whole was particularly tightly knit. Everyone knew each other and got along for the most part, because of this our school events were especially memorable. Our sports program was one of the best in every category in our school district, so attending the games was always full of excitement. Being a part of ASB, I can proudly say that we put on loud, spirited rallies and beautiful dances. All of that was fun and easy to attend while my parents paid for it all. By the time I got a job, I had to start to pay for my own tickets, dresses, pictures, and so on. It made me begin to weigh the worth of all of these things.
When it came time for graduation, the expenses started to rack up and it made me wonder whether I should really walk the line if I didn't have to. For three days they had us practice our graduation ceremony, which you would think would make everyone excited, but really it did the opposite. Before each practice, Principal Edwards would talk for 30 minutes or so, mostly warning everyone to be on good behavior and reminding us all of what we are not allowed to do. We were assigned seats and couldn't sit with our usual cliques and we had to wait for every single person's name be called. The whole thing was torturous to say the least. Why would anyone want to go through the ceremony after that? After so many years of taking the easy way out in school, by this time I was used to having that option. Not walking the line would be as easy as just not showing up.
The days began to get closer and closer to the ceremony date and I was convinced I was not going to show up. I didn't understand why more people weren't coming to my conclusion until I realized that my friends were genuinely excited about it. They were all busy looking for outfits, sending invitations, and making plans with family for after the graduation. Still, that only tempted me. I wasn't fully convinced to attend until my sister, Karla, sat down and told me how much she wished she had graduated not only for herself but for my parents. Frantically, I called family to invite them and went out to find a dress. On the day of, I woke up early, showered, took hours to perfectly apply make-up and curl my hair. One of my best friends, Shoshannah, offered to pick me up on her way to the school, so we went together. Driving up to the school all dressed up, I was still a bit skeptical about the whole thing and just hoped I wouldn't regret my decision. All of those feelings disappeared once I saw the massive crowd of students wearing their cardinal and gold caps and gowns, talking and laughing excitedly, hugging and taking pictures. I found my close friends and did the same. We all filled the gym to listen to one last speech but this time instead of long and boring it was fun and inspiring. We all walked together to find the stands bursting with people holding flowers and balloons, cheering for us.
The ceremony began, Principal Edwards spoke confident and thunderously, students spoke full of emotion, and the officials spoke proudly, they called every student up one by one and a roar from the stands came after every name. I looked into the stands and recognized many faces, then looked around at the students seated on the field with me and saw the faces of people I had grown up with, at that point I knew that this graduation was changing everything for us all as friends, students, and individuals. This graduation wasn't only a ceremony about fulfilling all your required credits, but a celebration for finishing one chapter in our lives and moving on to the next. I couldn't tell you what everyone was wearing, or specific things people said, but I can tell you how I felt, which was proud to be a part of such a great class of students, sad that my friendship with some of my peers might be altered, and happy to celebrate the time I had spent making mistakes and learning with this group of people.
Two years have passed in the blink of an eye and looking back now, I recognize where I went wrong. I should have taken classes that challenged me, rather than trying to get it all over with. Then, maybe they would have kept my attention longer and I might have cared more. In the time that has passed I have come to understand what I used to overhear adults say about time and change. Life happens and as we live day by day we change without planning to for better or worse.