When you showed me myself, you know, I became someone else.

I saw a picture of one of my friends with the caption "If I had to pick my favorite picture of my entire high school career, it would be this one." I saw that yesterday, and driving home from school I was thinking about it. I was trying to nail down a memory that summed up my high school life. And then it hit me.

The Awards Ceremony. After a night crammed full with both the lacrosse banquet and the DTCCACCTAC, while I was in my silver dress, after the lights went off, after I finally dueled Kurt with our new light-up light sabers, I heard Sally. There she was, standing at the edge of the stage. I remember that I ran over, got on my knees, and hugged her because it was over, and I had won. I had conquered the world.

Then I had to run out after her to her car to get the lillies she bought for me. I don't remember getting wet or the fact that I had to run in flip-flops, I remember that I was happy. I wasn't happy when Brian announced my name, I was yelling at Kurt to zip up my dress, which he never did because he was actually listening. But afterwards, when it was all over and we were sitting in the Georgetown McDonald's at almost midnight, the two of us realized that all we had worked for for five years was done. It boggles my mind. That feeling still boggles me.

It may seem odd that I didn't pick anything like prom, graduation, the senior pic-nak, or the last first day of school. But those things just didn't have the emotional ties that CT did and still has to me. That may have been my last night in the spotlight, but it certainly isn't my last Awards Ceremony. I'm an official A.I.T. (Advisor in Training), and I have to present the Jenny Moore to the next fifth year (who I think I already know who it is). I was so afraid that that would end, and much to my surprise, it hasn't. Which is nice. Really nice.