The best day in life
Finally, finally it's done. It's here, the "most beautiful day of your life" as my mother uses to say. I don't think it's beautiful, it seals the end of my childhood.
I'm talking about the prom, the end of the day and the stress of the last few weeks and months.
We started planning for the big day two years ago. Committees were formed, rooms booked, food ordered. It was pure stress to study on the side, because what's the point of not being admitted to high school at all?
When I made it into the final exams, to my great relief, the next problem opens up.
And no, that doesn't mean my mother, who has been turning the bike even more in these weeks than already. No, the problem was much bigger, what to do?
So not now, even if that would be worth asking, no, what do you do after graduation?
Two years ago we had time to go to universities, and I already have something like a plan, unlike some others, but it still seals the end of school, the end of my life within safe limits. I'll be alone from tomorrow.
Admittedly, the course, should I be accepted, will still support me a little, similar to my father after the support wheels have been removed from the bike, but still. Adult stays adult.
It is time for me to stand on my own two feet.
Even if it hurts.
I hate change.
I hate them as much as I hate honors and balls. Who notices something? Yes, exactly, all three things in one day. And best of all, my mother always cuts in on these unbelievably unimportant things.
Growing up or not, one thing will probably never change, I have no say in clothing and hair. And I can say one thing, my mother will definitely find the most noticeable, uncomfortable and annoying dress. I hate flashy. Almost as much as balls.
So it was clear that I was now at the ball with an outfit that I could have comfortably emigrated while dressed. I don't want to start with the hair.
I think I understandably expressed how uncomfortable I feel. Pah, most beautiful day in life, don't laugh at it.
When I came to the auditorium for the honor this afternoon, I almost backed out again. What did I want in there? If you want stuffy, stale air, I go to my attic room in midsummer.
It should also be mentioned that everyone was really in an incredibly good mood. Disgusting.
Certainly one or the other will read this now who thinks: what kind of ungrateful one is that?
Okay, I don't care, because I've been able to hear that from my mother for weeks. One more doesn't make the cabbage any more fat either.
We come to the next item on the agenda. There was the service this morning, and now during the ceremony comes the worst part.
Calling out individuals, shaking hands and receiving testimony. While everyone is staring at you, or worse, taking pictures.Because of the school newspaper.
When I got that executed, I drive with my parents in tow to our rented hall, which in my opinion is the biggest rip-off after these midnight game shows. But it doesn't matter.
The buffet is set up and everyone has done their best.
The music is horrible
I can't dance either and I refused to give a speech with both hands and feet. I am not a speaker and everyone knows that.
I pray that "the best day in life" will end soon, so that tomorrow morning I can put my life back into orderly channels again.
Another "great" point of the evening is the conversation. I already mentioned that I am not a good speaker. I'm also not a good conversationalist. But especially when mine opposite is my, now former, teacher.
Ah, the last dance, how cheesy. The one who thought it up should be beaten up, or at least peeled off.
I mentioned I can't dance. And I don't have a partner. Well then I "regrettably" have to suspend this dance.
And so that nobody still gets the idea to drag me onto the dance floor, I grab some food and go outside.
Finally peace. How much did I miss that?
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Huhu
A new OS from me.
Not as depressed as usual, variety is a must.
Please do not take it seriously, even if almost (well not almost) everything was meant seriously .... ^^
It's because yesterday we were told about our Abitur duties ...
I hereby say goodbye
Maybe I'll see things very differently in two years from high school?
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