Quarter 4, Week 10

  

  Here it is, the end, I really never expected this to happen, there's so much more than I expected to happen, but I guess nothing can really last forever. Even if it'll never happen again, it doesn't mean that it never happened in the first place. Leadership always had a special place within my heart, I've always been anticipated to come to school just to meet and talk with other kids and leadership people. Besides that, there was nothing to stressful that happened this week, I passed my Algebra 1 EOC and I'm transitioning a course above to Algebra 2. Besides that, something else happened, 8th grade graduation. Setting up goes as normal, a specific not-targeted person gets mad, and a lot of stuff happens. Setting up for graduation made me realize how I've underestimated my time here, yes, I knew this was to come, but seeing it happen this quickly has this sort of sickening feeling. After setting up and practicing, all that was left to do was attend the actual graduation. I will say that it was heart felt, there were tears, there was laughter, and more importantly, there were our friends. The people that we've progress throughout our years here at Ilima to guide us, sitting in that chair watching everyone go up on that podium made me realize how fast time truly progresses momentarily. I really wish that I could just

Bye Ilima, thank you for everything, truly.

 relive all of those moments that I yearn for entirely. But sometimes it's best to let go, it's not like it's bad to remember it, but there's no use to obsess over what you'll never see again in that current moment. Of course, there's always a chance, so it's best to have hope in things. When the last bell rung and I said goodbye to all of my teachers, a new chapter had folded, but it felt like it was tattered. There's a lot of moments that I recon from taking each and every step out of that school, realizing that I'll probably never come back there again. Even though I know that for a fact, I'll still find ease when thinking about those moments at middle school.

    One high this week was the last day of school, it allowed us to put some stress behind us, and to begin a leap into a brand-new anticipation-fulfilled year. Even though it's nerve wracking, it's still exciting to see what will happen later on. A low this week was graduation, I know it's supposed to be something happen, but it turned out to be melancholy, or maybe less than that. I know I was supposed to be happy, but I was just nervous the whole time, I didn't expect for this day to happen anytime soon. But I'll know that once this happens during my time at Campbell, it'll be as memorable as my time at Ilima.

    A moral I learned this week is about acceptance. I will say that I'll miss this entire school and all the memories built from it, and even though it's hard to say goodbye, it's always an inevitable occurrence. I truly hope that whatever happens will be as nostalgic as it was at Ilima, and I hope that following from that will include a happy and enjoyable life for myself. For now, it's time to say goodbye to those from a while ago, and to embrace what's to come with open arms.