Maybe, Just Maybe

I'm scrambling back and forth between the 3 choices every snooze button hitter, just 5 more minutes mumbler, and every sleep deprived teenager has to make every morning-

be on time, take a shower, or try to pull off a miracle by doing both.

It's May 27, 2016 10:06 AM and I'm in the car with friends who know me better than I do

and they just convinced me to sing along to High School Musical, so now we're yelling

"we're all in this together"and I'm pretty sure the neighbors can hear us coming down the street we learned to ride bikes on.

But today's our last day to live up to the obnoxious high schooler reputation and we don't care who hears us.

If you ask them they could tell you the blue baseball cap on my head says I chose time over coconut body wash and the miracle I've been trying to pull off every morning, all year long.

but really I chose them and this crowded IHOP table and the omelette that's supposed to come any minute now.

And I just chose 23, what are the odds?  So now I have to down 3 packets of salt, but I'm lucky because she just chose 4, and now we're all laughing at the fact that she has to get the waiters number.
I don't know what I'd  I'll do without friends like them.

It's 4:37 PM and I'm in the UCCU center surrounded by people who've been craving this day for years and parents who don't want to believe it's finally here.

I've been sitting here for almost an hour and after hearing so many unfamiliar names I finally understand why people are so surprised, I feel like I didn't meet half of these people 

It's almost 7:00 PM and even though I'm 18 I'm sitting in the backseat of the car because my brother knows I still respect the rules of shotgun

That's it, I've done it

I've made it through high school

and now I'm holding my graduation cap and I'm thinking that maybe, just maybe 

a part of me might actually miss high school