By Brandon 

A few weeks ago I posted about my battle with senioritis. Today, I’d like to post about my battle with “conclusion-itis.” I have been in the school district of Cocalico for 13 years. Thirteen years! That in retrospect is my entire life. Everything I’ve built up, everything I have ever really known, will be gone in a matter of days (Yes, I’m still keeping track, it’s eight to be precise) and that is hard to swallow.
With some last minute projects being completed to the best of my ability (ahh senioritis), and some final banquets, my eyes are on the clock. Life is all too often compared to a clock, but I can’t seem to find a better analogy to use today. Time really is running out, on my friends, on my teachers, even on my mom.
For my friends, you have been everything to me, my life, my weekend, my safety net. I thank every one of you for everything. Just these past couple of weekends I have had prom and the senior class trip. They made these days and nights stand out for me.
(My best friends and I)
(My group of friends)
For my teachers, you have taught me all I know. I owe you all a thank you and a lot more. They have opened countless doors for me, and I am grateful for the opportunities I received from them.
Finally, for my mom, you are truly special. She works at the high school, and seeing her every day has made my years there a little bit easier. When I leave, I know things won’t be the same for her. They won’t be the same for me. I guess it’s growing up. I love you, Mom.
I know college will be great for me, and I couldn’t be more excited to have accomplished my dream of attending Penn State. But knowing that I have to leave everything behind has made me step back, made me think about it. It really is bittersweet, and until you experience it, you never really know. Who hears me?