In case you don’t happen to be my Facebook friend and therefore didn’t see my proclamation “SMEAGOL IS FREEEEE!” – yesterday, I graduated from high school. Since it’s a once-in-a-lifetime happening, we made an evening of it – my family trooped to a lovely restaurant called The Hil and we went to my sister’s house for dessert afterwards. A gorgeous diploma came from Mom and Dad (their graduation present – publishing Monster – came earlier this month), a cell phone I have yet t0 name came from my brother, a glass box of pens came from my sister, and from my other sister and her family came beautiful notebooks and a feathr (which my nephew insisted I keep, because they found it at the beach and it has special properties).
Left to Right – Mom, Dad, Riah, Moi, Silas (nephew) Mac, Jake (brother in law). Maralie, Sister #2, is taking the picture.
A few people have asked how it feels to be graduated, and I tell them it probably won’t feel much different until I wake up on Monday and realize I have no school, and then shower Monday night and realize I don’t have to be in bed at a certain time. People said I was an adult when I turned 19, but it hasn’t particularly felt like it until now. I decided a few years ago that I wasn’t interested in college – I may take a few classes, but college didn’t (and still doesn’t) interest me. I’m going to expand my writing and my artwork, read a lot, learn to drive, get out and experience new things, but I don’t plan to hop on the first plane to New York with the “FREEDOM!” mentality. Sure, being an ‘adult’ means more freedom, but to be honest? I’m happy. I want to grow, learn more, and enjoy living as much as I possibly can. Here’s to a future full of love, adventure, and words!