It's official. I've started the countdown: 6 weeks. 42 days. 1008 hours. 60,480 minutes. 3,628,800 seconds. It doesn't matter how you put it, the point is that it's finally here; GRADUATION... a.k.a, the day I've been waiting for my whole life. Part of me can't believe it's here and that it's come so fast, and another part of me is wondering what the heck has taken it so gosh darn long! But whether it has sped on past me or gone as slow as molasses, it doesn't matter now. Because It's here. IT IS HERE. I have had ups and downs through my school years. I have made new friends, and lost old ones, learned new things and forgot old ones. I have passed...and failed for that matter...countless tests in countless subjects. I can say I know the names of all the 50 states in America. I can say I know the ABC's, backwards and forwards. I know how to add and subtract, read chapter books, write in cursive, multiply, divide, and count to a thousand. I probably couldn't tell you the quadratic equation, the capital of Indonesia, or the phases of the moon. But that's ok. I've lived, and I've learned. I have played at recess, written papers, read books, sat through innumerable lectures, taken notes, and completed projects. For the last thirteen years, school has been my life. Day after day, class after class. Thirteen 180-day school years. 2340 school days. 56160 hours. Now, whether all of that time was actually spent at school is irrelevant. Whatis relevant, is that I'M GRADUATING.