Goodbye Santaluces, it was a good four years.
Graduation, for me, means leaving the only thing I’ve known for 12 years. I am looking forwards to my college years, though. To me, college means freedom, a better future, and more experiences to last a lifetime.
I’ll miss the friends I’ve made throughout the grades. I don’t know what I’d do without them. I’ll miss the teachers that made learning fun and did the best they could to get us through the craziness. I’ll miss the fact that I don’t have to pay for my education without having to search high and low for enough scholarships to cover it.
However, I’m looking forwards to what the future has in store. I’ve made plans to finish my AA at PBSC, moving up to either UF or USF to work on my audiological degree. Of course, if that does not work out, I could always resort to my childhood dream. Since I was six, I wanted to be a teacher. Teaching history in a middle or high school is a great back-up plan.
High school was an experience unlike any other. I’ll miss it for sure. Goodbye Santaluces, the best four years of my life.
