I say this with a heavy heart, but I must get this out:
graduating Waring is liie being dumped by your boyfriend/girlfriend. As trival and understated as this may seem, I think it's true. Think of it like this: You and your boyfriend/girlfriend (waring) have been together for a long time. As a new kid (aka you getting to know your potential boyfriend/girlfriend) you were unsure of what this potential partner may bring. At first he/she seemed intriguing, but new and a little scary and you had just gotten out of a previous relationship with your last school and you werent quite sure if you were ready for another relationship again. This could mean new challenges, new everything, and getting to know the place very well. Almost to the point where you got sick of them or felt related to them even. So anyways, you broke the ice with a few new classes, and some awkward parent teacher eval conferences but you finally decided why not, I'll give it a spin and take waring as my boyfriend/girlfriend. And it was sweet bliss! It was like love only few experience in their life. They mde you laugh, cry, even angry or upset but you had never met someone who made you so emotional in your whole life. You loved them, and sometimes you fought with them but you'd always make up after a compromising 80 percent on your humanities quiz or a funny Rob Hart or Steven Bjork joke. You may have even broken up with Waring a one twice or a few times. Decided it wasnt for you and deserted him/her. Some of you may have taken a break from him/her as well. But no one had made you feel so at home, so safe. Though at times he/she piled on the stress, you always got through it. Not with a smile but you did. Everyone still following? Good, I hope so. When you were with him/her, they made you feel comfortable and nostaglic, and you would spend a lot of times thinking of what you had been through with him/her.
And then the impending graduation (breakup) came. You started off senior year fine, everything was normal in the relationship but as the year went on Waring was acting a little strange, being distant, piling work on you, making you hate him/her, pushing you away slowly. You wondered why? why, Waring? Why after all we have been through, all the good and the bad must you do this to me? But alas, he/she would give you the talk that not all relationships last forever, and you agreed. So you got sadder and sadder every time you knew the end was near, some of you were happy and felt you had a good relationship with Waring and were ready to move on to that hunky, strong, dream-boat named College. But some of us, namely me, was still attached. I didn't cry much on the last days because I was in denial. I did't want to break up with waring, but I knew it was coming. I had a good spin with waring but I felt like there was more I had to do for it, more I needed from it. I couldnt let it go after all it had put me through and helped me through. I loved it too much. So, as peter handed me my diploma, that was my last handshake, my last hug and kiss with my significant other. You see, Waring and I, we were star cross'd lovers from the beginning. And we knew that. But I am jealous to think of Waring taking on a new senior class. Jealousy builds up inside me like long, viney ivy plant growing up a brick wall when I think of all the fun Waring will be having without me around next year. I know a lot of you dont miss waring, but I do. And I just feel this empty spot where it used to be. It's not because I still have friends there, and even a real significant other there. That's partly the reason. This was one of those relationships where I got too attached and Waring was through with me. I'm not ready to let go, but in time I will move on to that brawny, dashing College.