Time of Your Life

_Another turning point;_ _a fork stuck in the road._

_Time grabs you by the wrist;_ _directs you where to go._

The world turns upside down when you are faced head on with it. It's scary walking into school on your last day ever and all you have left are memories, a diploma and whatever knowledge you gleamed in those short years.

I certainly feel that way today.

Walking into the classroom seeing your friends, some for the last time brings a tear to my eye, a manly tear, but a tear dangit!

The class begins and we sit through about 2 hours of lecture, then when it's all over, it's all over.

I say my goodbyes to those who are leaving, and I get even more choked up than before. These are people I fought the good fight with. People I have worked hard on assignments with. People who are passionate about what we do. Above all that, those people are my friends.

Exiting the class my inner soundtrack plays:

_It's something unpredictable_ _but in the end it's right._ _I hope you had the time of your life._