End of High school

So today was the official end of my high school. The most important years in a teenagers life have come to an end.
Today was really crazy (like the last two days). Everybody was throwing around confetti and I spent the last half an hour vacuuming them. I was covered in confetti, from skirt, shirt even down to panties!!!!
The last subjects we had on schedule were physics and maths (both of the subjects that weren't so popular in our class, but I liked them). The teachers were really nice to us and all of the students who had something left to answer finished that successfully. So I was glad.

After the formal schedule we had one last hour with the teacher responsible for our class. We all gave her a gift which was chocolate pralines and Swarovski earrings (that made her really happy because it is her wish to marry wearing Swarovski earrings awwwwwwwwww.......). After that we all went to party in the big hall. Everybody was singing and dancing in a circle (though that really got a bit boring, I don't like that kind of music nor dancing so I took pictures. I would have been happier if there was a band playing). So then we had our presentation of our class in form of a slideshow with music (there was one part where this some ballad was playing and almost everybody started crying. Except me who has got the EQ of a volcano: most of the time cold, but with rare, sudden, destructive eruptions). All of the graduating classes presented themselves (other classes were really hardcore, especially with their poems dedicated to the teachers which were, well.... ouch!).

After that we had a small pause (our math teacher showered us all with confetti; she is the rockstar among the teachers!) before our class went on breaking the record in the biggest synchronised dance with other classes of our region. The most interesting thing was that I wasn't a bit nervous; I was so relaxed as though I have done that for thousands of times. All the dancers joined together atfer the dance and gave one last bow. It was fun though my head was pulsing from all the high-pitched, head piercing whistling. I sware I need one week of comeplete audio isolation to recover from this.

DOĐOH, SVRŠIH, ODOH or Came, finished, went is like our version of the famous Veni, vidi, vici (though svrših has got another ring to it, just like came has;;;;;) and that was what we had printed on the back of our shirts. It was something like the abbridged version of our high school path: we came silent and confused, finished with a lot of work and went loudly.

So now I should say something about my high-school experience but then again I really don't know what to say. I somehow haven't really realized that it is all over.