Graduation was approaching and I knowingly continued to put off preparing for my life out of highschool. It was 2 weeks before the big day and the congrats calls were swarming in. all myfriends began o stop and admire their pictures and read the little description under about where they were going. I sometimes looked with them or just continue walking only because my picture wasn’t up there. I didn’t feel awkward or get upset because my photo wasn’t up there only because it was no one elses fault but mines that it wasn’t. I didn’t make the choice yet, not the choice of schools and major but the choice to take the next step in mylife and furher my education.
No one in my family but 1 person went college and actually was successful. That person was my aunt and I admired her for every accomplishment she had. My aunt lived the American Dream to me and she was the role model I aimed to be my kids. It seemed she had everything set and prepare, never had a worry in the world. In my eyes she was set for life, no problems, stress free. Being in her presence was like a feeling of joy that compared to nothing, until one day that presence gave me differernt feeling. The light that once glowed bright seemed really dim this day. Aunt tracy was wore down and appeared to be tired and burnt out then she did majority of the time.
We had talked about college literally my full senior year beginning to end. I knew how to apply for college, file for finicial aid, the necessary test to take. I just continued to put it off for reasons I didmt know. I said to myself “college will always be around and will always have the time to go”. Now we are week away from june 6th. My family is here from Missouri and all anxious to watch me, the first in my generation graudate with a highschool dimpola. That night they were there we had our annual dinner which ultimitley eventuall eded up being about my plans after. I the procrastinater still gavemy family the same answer I...