I've never been santimental or touchy-feely when it came to high school. I've never imagined myself feeling sad or nostalgic on my graduation day. I've never though that I'd miss all those nameless faces I grew accustumed to seeing every weekday for the last 5 years. I've never thought it would be hard to say "goodbye" to those high school halls that I've always claimed to despise so much or those teachers you'd think have never taught you anything and were just wasting your precious teenage time. Yet, life's irony struck me right in the heart yesteday (May 11th 2012) as I entered First Language Shcool of Varna's yard as a high shcool student for the last time.
Wisdom.
I'd like to start this long and cheesy post by finally being able to say: I DON'T HAVE THE SLIGHTEST IDEA WHAT ANY OF THAT BIOLOGY STUFF WE WERE FORCED TO STUDY ACTUALLY MEANS! There, I said it. Moving on.
Dear future children of mine, you won't learn anything from those heavy high school textbooks. The genuine and valuable knowledge you are going to receive from this period of your lives is the art of getting by and with its mastering wisdom will come. Be sure that you are not a product of your mistakes and failures and you are also not solely responsible for your achievements and victories. And by the way, when you sit back and see the big picture it turns out that having a bad or a good grade mean as much (if not less) as being able to peel a banana the "right" way. However, if you are getting bad grades, you should probably study harder.
Love.
Many people came through my life these last years - teachers, friends, loved ones. Some of them left, but most of them stayed and now I realize it was all for the best. I am very grateful to have been able to love,to have been loved so much and to have learnt about myself through their eyes. I consider myself impossibly lucky to have you (you know who you are) in my life. My only regret is that my grandfather could not be with me all the way. Nevertheless, grandad, I love you and I think I did good.
Friendship.
Dear lads, I think that the most important thing I learnt in high school was that no matter how ugly things would get and how "ugly" we would somthimes be - we always had the music. Don't flatter yourselves though - I still don't get how we're friends! I guess that's the magic of it all. There is so much you have given me and I'll do my best to never let you down. God, that's way too much cheesiness for one post.
So, I guess all I'm really trying to say is that on that seemingly normal day I found myself in the most cliche of cliches and, boy, did it feel good! From the bottom of my heart I wish for all of you, classmates, to never forget to be awesome because I think we now owe it to our Teacher and Friend - Mrs. Metodieva. I'll be seeing all of you very soon!
All's well that ends well.
With utter respect,
Viktor
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