TO TAKE ONE'S DEGREE

The day when you graduate, in my opinion, it is that kind of day that a teenage boy or girl is waiting to come up. The fact of being the star for a day between the seniors of your school, and when all the professors are staring at you with admiration (almost all), or it is that day when you are wearing that dress you have always dreamt of, and while you are on the stage with all your mates you believe that the guy who you like is thinking how pretty you are or the most gossip girl in the university is jealous because of your shoes in which you have spent 300 Euros.

There are a lot of factors that you consider, so you prepare everything 2 months before because you can not admit that there is something failing, you can always solve it if something does not work a week before or so, but not later than that. Everything has to be all right and nothing or anyone can stop it.

I wish that day I had a personal assistant who did my hair, paint my nails, apply my make up, bring me up my special tea that I drink and my Vogue magazine… I also want that there is a limousine in front of my house waiting for me to pick me up and bring me to the event.

Maybe it sounds vain or dreamy nevertheless it is my dream and I do what I want with it. I also want that my bedroom has tons red roses and they smell like a green park in spring. Of course, these roses should have cards congratulating me by such an special day, my graduation. To take one’s degree sounds something insignificant if you use it rashly but if you stop thinking what it means…you do realise that word means the end of a large path, metaphorically speaking, where you have grown falling down and learning about the mistakes you have committed. You also remember all the people that you have known all over that way, from your childhood to that day. Friendly or unfriendly ones, but each of them has meant something for you. All your teachers, friends, relatives, families, etc... have been with you in that big moment.

When that day comes around, you are staring at all the people who are around you, and well, you are waiting for the headmaster to pronounce your name and you are getting anxious and tears are starting to flood down above your face. When he finally says it, you go in a happy way thinking that the world has stopped for you in that very moment. When all your mates already have their diplomas you all shout and cry because of the happiness and freedom of that moment.