by Raegan Densmore
As June comes to a close, the month is not the only thing that ends, the school year does as well. The difference for me this year is that it is my last. I recently had one of my first graduations, this being high school. Thinking about it, I really don’t feel much. I often lack the ability to have intense feelings about something. Regardless, I figured I should use this opportunity to talk about the journey of graduation.
For years now, I have longed for moving to somewhere new, outside of Nova Scotia. Travelling and exploring new things have always intrigued me. When I was choosing which universities to apply to last year, I only took interest in universities outside of Nova Scotia. After watching videos with my grandmother, I came to the conclusion that the University of Toronto was where I wanted to go. That was one decision down, however, I still had to make up my mind on what I should pursue.
It has been hard choosing what I want to be. I have never firmly decided on something. There have been a couple of passionate ideas such as a scientist, singer, artist, writer, filmmaker and more. Some people have their dream career picked from a young age, I am not one of those people. At this age, there is a lot of pressure to make a firm decision. You have to plan out your future career-wise if you plan on going to university or college. If a wrong choice is made, tons of money goes down the drain, wasted. So I decided to choose a program where basically all of my interests lie, humanities. I believe with this program, I can find a path that will interest me whilst also making a decent living off of it. My enjoyment is important, but the ability to provide for myself and to get by is as well.
My dreams are coming true. Soon, I will be off to my top choice of university, in a place I have never been before, but heard so many great words about. I will live in Toronto, with so many things to do, and I will pursue what I desire. Maybe graduation hasn’t felt like much for me because my mind has already been in the future anyways.
I have been building my resume up again since it has been empty during the pandemic. I joined 4-H again, I joined multiple clubs in my school, and more. Lastly, I applied to be this year’s valedictorian. I got the role, but did not really brag about it, and my school never told anyone it was me. So it was basically a mystery until grad rehearsal. To be honest, it was kind of fun to reveal that it was me to my classmates when they asked, and it was nice when even people I didn't really talk to congratulated me after I presented my speech.
Independency has always described who I am. I have only become more independent throughout the years, nearing adulthood. Now that I am a high school graduate and will soon be moving far away from home, I will have to be very independent. However, I don’t always have to be that way, more so, I shouldn’t be too independent. I plan to make friends and start a new life there. I am sure the surrealness will hit me soon, it may not occur until I am there in Toronto. I have always been unsure with who I want to be and what I want to do, however, I am happy with where I am right now, the achievements I have had, and my road up ahead. Not only am I proud of myself, I am also happy for my fellow classmates who graduated as well. We may not see each other much or ever again, even if that may be, I wish them good luck and a bright future.
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