Monday, 22 September 2014

Graduation ♡



It started off in 2002 when I was a little girl heading off for her first day at school. I remember that day vividly because I jammed my finger in the front door of my house and it turned all black and blue. Great start Clarissa. You didn't even enter the school gate yet. But I have always loved school. I loved learning. I loved hanging out with my friends and talking about things and having a laugh. I was a bit of a naughty kid. I remember sitting in the naughty corner a few times in kindergarten but I don't remember what for. But I was also a very shy kid. But the friends I had made had made me the loving, bubbly and silly girl I am. In 2003, I was no longer with my best friend so I made new friends. I had a very lovely teacher who really supported me. I even got a special award at presentation day. In 2004, my brother enrolled in my school for kindergarten. Now we were in the same school. I made more friends. I learnt the recorder and we performed at the Sydney Opera House. We moved house which meant moving schools. I remember the assembly when they farewelled non year 6 students. There was me, crying heavily and my brother with his eyes dry. Maybe it's because he was only in the school for a year but he has always been the more emotionally stable one. I don't actually remember seeing him cry before. I'm serious. He is a really tough person. 

Then came 2005. My new school. I was alone on my first day walking around the whole school with my water bottle. Maybe it was because I was the new kid and I did weird things but I always thought people were laughing at my back. I tried not to think about it. I remember I used to always carry my water bottle around in the playground and lose my cap whenever we went to the library. Always. I remember handball haha. However, I did make some friends which were really supportive of me and were very friendly and nice. This continued throughout 2006. In 2007, I found the awesomeness that was MSN. Hooray for everyone who remembers it. I loved it. Now I could interact with friends from outside school hours. I was never the sort of person who would give phone calls. I still sort of don't. I was always the one who gave nudges on MSN haha. I remember the emo phase which I wasn't really into because I only knew music from the radio that my parents would play. I wasn't exactly in with the times let's say. I did have a MySpace page I remember that haha. I remember Tamagotchis. I don't know if it was during this time but that was the craze and I took excellent care of my pet. I made new friends and was known for being the teaxher's pet which I took to be a huge compliment. 

Then 2008. What a year that was! I had a best friend who I had a really strong friendship with. I made even more friends. Since we were a 5/6 class, all the year 5 girls loved me. I passed a test to gain entry to a top high school which made me very happy and my parents very happy of course.  There was a boy in my class who I fancied for the entire year. He threw an apple at my head at the swimming carnival which my best friend said to me was a sign that he liked me haha. Remember when we all thought that when a boy was mean to you, he liked you? Does that still apply to you when you're older. Fast forward to the end of 2008. My last day of primary school. I remember bawling my eyes out during the farewell because I wasn't going to see these people again- the lovely friends I had made. I was going to miss my handsome crush who I had spent the whole year oogling at because he sat opposite me in class. Haha. I was going to miss my beloved teacher who I had for two years and who I still remember very well to this day. A kind, generous woman who was so engaging and supportive towards all her students. No wonder so many high school students randomly came back to visit her when we were in class :) 

We had the graduation dinner that night I think. I wore a yellow polka dot dress. I remember my mum gave me a phone for the night. It was a flip phone. Remember those? I remember the chips and steak we had. Is that weird? I remember the singing and dancing of us sweaty, young 11/12 year old children being carefree dancing along the 'cool' hits of 2008 which I will probably cringe at. 

Then came 2009. A new school. Also an all girls school. I was the only one from my primary school. Minus the family friends and a few people I knew from other schools. I remember sitting down on the first day with a family friend. We told each other we would be together. But when the classes were read out we weren't together and I thought it was going to be terrible. But thankfully I was wrong. I made lots of friends that year, joined lots of groups. I even started to learn the violin which was great because I entered up going to the school orchestra in later years and we went on lots of tours which was heaps of fun. No longer would in be a casual five minute walk to school but rather a forty minute train trip one-way. I wouldn't say it to be the worst thing. I've made so many friendships via the train and other days, it is great to just listen to music by myself. 

Over the years, I started to mature. I got rid of the ridiculous outfits my mum made me wear. Enough of the matching hoodies and trackpants. Enough of the pigtails I wore in kindergarten to the plait I would wear until year six. Mainly because in Year 7 I cut half my hair off haha. I not only became someone who was fun-loving, bubbly and funny but someone who was considerate and gave lots of advice and who could give you a serious conversation. I also learnt more at school of course. Maths was always the strong point for me. I remember deliberately skipping PE by going to sickbay. Don't tell me none of you did that. We had teachers for different subjects. We had to move around. I remember making conversation with a girl in an attempt to make a friend and answering a question by saying twilight was my favourite book because I thought that was cool despite never reading it. Still will not read it haha. I remember being half an hour late to my first class which was French and all I could muster when being asked what I knew about France was, they eat snails. Haha. The school seemed so big, so daunting. But when I look back at it, my school was not big at all. We have a small patch of grass which has became a running joke within the school. And we tell the new year sevens that there is a swimming pool on top of the library haha. 

Year 8 was 2010. I successfully completed one year of high school. Woo hoo! Then came 2011 which was year 9. I learnt to surf, started volunteering and I did the Duke of Edniburgh award and felt like a good citizen haha. I had a job now. I worked at McDonalds. It wasn't terrible but it wasn't great by any means. I began as the cleaner and chatted with the girls at the Mccafe when I didn't have anything to do. They were older than me so I felt really cool hanging out with them. I quit in about 6 months. I think this was a year where people became rebellious, especially skipping school. Thankfully, I didn't join this :p 

2012 was Year 10. I remember being in the school magazine committee where I organised the school magazine which was to be handed out at the end of the year to everyone. I thought that was pretty big. I remember our first ever formal. That was a huge event. I wore a lovely black sequin dress from Topshop and it was an absolutely fabulous night. I almost won the award for best cleavage of the night which thank god I didn't win. It was our last year of being juniors. My brother is currently in this year and I wonder what his senior high school life will pan out to be like. I'm excited for him. 

2013 was Year 11 which meant things started to get serious. We had subject selections. I chose maths, English, chemistry, physics and economics. Academically, it was a disastrous year which I won't go into. We had the social. More events. More friends. I went to my first ever concert that year to which the person I went with states the term is 'losing our concert virginity'. Or maybe I coined that haha. I felt more independent. I remember vividly the train and bus rides I had with many of the girls and can definitely say I will miss that very much. I was also a peer support leader with my good friend where we bonded with five of the new year sevens making them fit in our school to make their first  few weeks not seem as daunting. :)

Then came Year 12. It's the year 2014. Academically I did so much bigger which thank god!! I was so close to topping the mathematics course. I finished the course 2nd but I'm very proud. I remember coming 80th in the chemistry course last year which this year I was able to cut to a top 30. I made even more friends. I quit music which I am sad about but don't really regret. I can always pick up the violin again and I will always cherish the memories I had with the amazing and talented girls. And I will not miss waking up at 5:30 am for band rehearsal. I very much enjoy the sleep in. 

In all seriousness, there were tears. There was stress. There was anger. Exams got real. But this year had just gone so quickly. All of a sudden we went down to the last week of school. On Monday, I rocked up as a private school boy. On Tuesday, I wore my junior uniform again and I felt so cute and young. On Wednesday, we dressed up beautifully for our school luncheon when the year 11s treated us to dance, song and of course food. It was a brilliant day especially taking photos of the lovely girls with us wearing beautiful dresses and even some of the teachers too. Then it was Thursday. Even before I had left the house that day, the tears came. I recreated some photos from my kindergarten years. We started the day signing each other's bears and being casual and relaxed (on the outside). But when we had the informal graduation assembly with the whole school I knew the tears were going to come again. I cried when we had to sing our farewell song and going down to the quadrangle with the whole school there giving us flowers and hugs. I will never forget the people I were hugging with- the memories I had with them. And then they all left as the school bell rang. 

They would all come back to school but it hit me that I would not. Well I would because of my final exams but no longer as a student. A student of this lovely school I had been in since 2009 and a student in a school since 2002. I hugged some of my fellow year 12s. Taking photos and more crying. And then came the formal graduation. My parents came with my brother who I think was reluctant to go haha. I received a certificate and a few gifts and cried more to some of the speeches- of my lovely, generous year adviser and of course the school captain. We gave her a standing ovation which I think she most whole-heartedly deserved. We 159 girls grew up together, making memories and friendships over the years and now we were the graduating class of 2014 which also happened to be the centenary year of my school which makes it even more special. I am so blessed to have known these girls over the years. My parents treated me to a restaurant, cake and my mum brought me a photo frame which she will put a photo of me from every schooling year. I didn't explain it well but I thought it was a touching, thoughtful present. 

I'm sorry for the really long post and thank you for reading and making it this far. I wanted to do this for myself so I can look back on this post. It's now 2014 and now its finally come to the end. During the school luncheon, one of the girls compared it to midnight. Midnight is 12am. The day has ended. The school journey has come to an end. But just like midnight, it will be a new day and I'm excited for what lays ahead. To all those still in school, enjoy your time, cherish the memories and for those who have just recently graduated or have graduated, I hope you look back on your young schooling years and think of the memories you have. 

Listening To: We're All in This Together // High School Musical (this was a very cheesy choice but it was my Year 6 and 12 graduation song ^-^)

2 comments:

  1. Oh my gosh you must have put so much effort into this post!
    I loved it!
    I am in year eleven at the moment which is weird because I half feel like I am still in year seven and half like I am already thirty....phaha ;)
    Love your blog and have just followed you,
    Bella|Myblog

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    1. Thank you so much xx
      This was a really fun, nostalgic post to write and I'm glad you enjoyed it. I totally get you, I feel at times I can act like a five year old and sometimes I'm an old soul. It only feels like yesterday that I was in year seven. TIme seriously flies. Hope you're having a lovely day :)

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