May 7, 2012
Life & Toilet Paper
Graduation day, what a day. It was by far the most nerve-racking, anxious day ever. Many thoughts were racing through my head. All the parties, family members showering you with gifts. I couldn’t hardly sleep the night before because of the anixety of walkiong across the stage, and knowing I never have to go back to school again. Actually, it was probably more of a relief for the faculty and staff because they did not have to go through all my controversy anymore. I was always the one who was the class clown and in school and always got into mischief all the time. Of course, what do you expect when you come to school not in proper uniform and told to go home.
As I got up for graduation day my palms were sweaty all day. I took three showers to keep cool, but then I realized I was only graduating. It wasn’t like I was winning a million dollars or going on the show, “Deal or No Deal”. When I arrived at the auditorium, we gathered in the back gym area and waited for the music to start so we could walk, for the last time, out Warren Easton Charter High School as a student.
I was looking through one of my friends glasses as we apoke and one of my teachers was waving her hand to tell me I needed to come talk to her real quick. So, I walked over and asked, "Hey Corice, my girl. I'm bout too be up out this thang!” She laughed replied, "I know, I'm going to miss your crazy butt." She then graced me with some information and said I can take it any way I want to. I looked around and thought it was going to be something bad. So I listened. And it was advice on life from a teacher that had been through alot. She said, “Jarrid remember, life is like a roll of tiolet paper." I was dumbfounded by her 'advice'. Then I said, "What is that supposed to mean?” She replied, “You can make your life short and wasteful, or you can be YOU and make it long and useful.” I started to laugh inside to...