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I was totally sick of studying by the time I got out of high school. I knew that I wanted to go to college...eventually...and even knew that I wanted to be in the health field. I just needed a break and to grow up a little bit. I graduated at 17, so I was young. I took several night classes at our local college, but it took me 9 years to go back to college full time. I'm glad I waited, although most people don't need that long of a break.
I was never much into the ceremony of graduation, either at high school or college (especially college, where my mother ran up onto the stage to hug me while it was about to start). One doesn't get a job based on whether one attends one's own graduation ceremony. He gets it (partially) based on whether he graduates.
As far as being eager to finish school, I didn't feel one way or the other about it. School was boring at times, a blast at other times, but I had too many other concerns than wishing time would just hurry up.
It was a turnstile you had to go through in order to move on to the next stage of your life -- in my case, university out of state, new friends, new experiences. I liked school and enjoyed graduation, with all the honors, etc., and my parents and family were proud, etc. My best friend and I spent all year going back and forth over who would be valedictorian, it was that close (she won, by 8/1000 of a point - basically, she got a 100 on an exam, and I got a 97). But looking back, it wasn't the defining moment of my teenage years. What I remember is trying new things (starred in a play), a boyfriend (long gone :-), competitive studying with my BF, and university applications, looking forward to the next chapter.
I can't remember much about it, except that I was glad that it was over.
Me too.
I remember I would always throw my notebooks and anything school related in the trash as I exited the school for the year! My sister still has junk from elementary.
No jealousy, not particularly happy, not at all in love.
Who is "so in love with high school that you wished that it was even longer"? I know of no one....
I was ready to graduate.
I didn't know anyone that wished it longer. I did know some people that sort of thought perhaps high school was the best time of their lives, their "glory days" so to speak, that were more wistful about the experience.
I wasn't jealous of the seniors because I was happy to inherit the "senior" label and all its privileges, nor was I eager because I hated school or anything like that. College and being an adult just seemed so much cooler than anything being a high schooler could offer.
I was eager to get out, although senior year was my favorite. It was the least worst of all of the four years. Kind of like getting a radio for good behavior in prison.
I hated High School because it was like a prison. If you didn't go, the police would come and arrest you.
Ready to graduate, couldn't have cared less about graduation.
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