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So this marks the end of what we shall surely look back upon as the most trying, the most challenging period in our lives. We have had to show up early in the morning for several days a week for nearly two-thirds of the year, and we have had to endure almost six hours of back-breaking discussions and mind-numbing assignments that are broken up by as little as one study hall and a 30-minute lunch. Sometimes the workload is so great that students are forced to go without sleep for two, sometimes three class periods at a time. But we have triumphed over the adversities that have stood in our way; we have hurdled the perils and pitfalls that devious teachers have placed before us, and here we stand at the pinnacle of knowledge, confident that nothing shall ever compare to the trials and tribulations that have plagued our last four years.
But what is it that lies ahead of us? What is this real world of which people sometimes speak? I have heard tales from college and beyond that would make writing a four minute speech about nothing appear to be the simplest task in the world. Once we step outside the narrow halls of CMHS, we will no longer be fighting for the precarious edge between in and out of uniform, not for the final few moments of sleep before the tardy bell rings, but for our very survival. Dirty clothes will cease to simply disappear but will instead pile up and fester in the stagnant air of the dorm room. And as we sit down to feast upon the regular meals to which we have become accustomed, we will now be lucky to find a rectangular chunk of noodles set before us; we will have to forage in the wild, pillaging the college of agriculture or preying upon the unfortunate squirrel that happens to wander across a window sill. For those of you who have for some inconceivable reason, chosen to leave the Sunshine state, a host of new challenges shall confront you. On those cold winter days here in Sarasota when the mercury threatens to drop below 70, everyone bundles up and no one dares to venture outside. Where Im from in the south, which is ironically about 600 miles north of here, a 60 degree day means that its time to break out the slip n slide. Wherever we go, our schedule will no longer be as foolproof as driving across town at the same hour each day, but we will, instead, be made to groggily stumble across campus in the early hours of the afternoon. Most frightening, we will have to make a conscious decision to learn, where before we were more or less forced to show up as much as three and a half days per week, now we will have to want to be educated so we can pursue coveted positions such as doctor, rocket scientist, or crazy guy on the street who makes balloon animals. Now we who have never been trusted to walk down a flight of stairs in backless shoes, are now charged with the future of our country. I think the whole of my optimistic message can be summed up in the lyrics of a song I once heard Six oclock - TV hour. Dont get caught in foreign tower. Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! Its the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine. Thank you.
