My last day of High School.

       I wrote this yesterday on my phone, but didn't get around to posting it.

       I wrote an entry on the first day of Senior year,and now I'm writing one on the last. I feel 400,000 different emotions right now,and I can barely define any of them. I feel sadness,and disbelief that this period of my life is over. Today I felt all of the sadness I'm supposed to feel. That I'm going to miss my teachers and the certain simplicity that only exists in High School. I feel a little regret I guess,I don't even know if that's what I can call that emotion. Part of me is terrified. Did I miss out on happiness? Will I have it in the future? I feel like I didn't do enough. I guess it'll always feel like it isn't enough. I know that soon I'm solely going to feel relief and excitement when thinking about my High School days being over. I've been waiting for this for so long. All of the nice things and encouraging words people have said, make me know in my heart that I'm meant to do something good with my life. People's belief in me has rekindled my belief in myself again. I'm just letting myself feel all of these conflicting emotions,because I know they're going to pass soon. It's going to be pretty nuts to look at my yearbook when I do what I want with my life.
  Who knew it could be so hard to leave something you've wanted to leave for such a long time?