Just yesterday, I graduated from high school in Red Oak, TX. It was my first introduction into the world of caps and gowns. I had grown up with the expectation that graduation would be the fanciest dress and a night of partying after the graduation ceremony... likely held at UVIC. Well my final year of secondary education was in Texas. Cap and gowns were the tradition.
But since we were in the states I had a fancy dress evening anyway in the form of Prom.... an experience I knew nothing about prior to moving to Texas. Just like knowing nothing of football or homecomings. But I digress.
Graduation was an interesting affair. All the pomp and circumstance. (And a little help with my hair from the ?experts? Sparky, Greg and Carl)
I sang a song (don't remember which one) with a group of Seniors in the choir. We also attended a Baccalaureate ceremony if I recall. When the entire event was over, it was over. I was no closer to knowing what on earth was going to happen next in my life than I was before it began, but I no longer attended high school. It was strange to graduate with people who had known each other since kindergarten, but I had only known them for a year. Especially after having attended a much larger school in Victoria, with the same people that I had known since kindergarten.
Oddly enough, I haven't returned to either high school's reunions. I've preferred to keep in touch with some and move on with life... forward motion.
Oh, and I'm still no closer to knowing what the dickens I am going to do with my life!
