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I was talking to my economics teacher, Mr. Fratrik, yesterday before class. He asked how the senior meeting went, and I replied that it was pointless. He asked why, and I told him that I won't be at graduation. He looked slightly appalled, so I explained that I was going to be in Kenya. His response was an absolutely incredulous "Kenya? Why would you skip your graduation to go to Africa?"

He laughed afterward to let me know that he was kidding, but really.

The senior meeting was extremely difficult to sit through. My classmates cheered at the caps and gowns and graduation packages while I was busy thinking about everything I'll be missing. It's extremely simple for me to say that I don't care about missing graduation, but it's another thing entirely to try and turn it into a truth. I'm not going to get to walk, I'm not going to get to throw my cap in the air, I'm not going to be able to look at pictures of graduation when I'm 50 years old.

The least you could do is be encouraging, Mr. Fratrik.

:)

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