Who Did What Now?

Graduation

This chapter is dedicated to all graduates. Further dedication goes to the poor relative who very nearly got the whole of this chapter in their graduation announcement. 

Dear world,

Yael is graduated at last! All she has to say about homework is "Good riddance." Now that she is graduated she spends a great deal more time writing stories, editing stories, improving life stories, teaching children new ways to terrorize the world, wondering vaguely of what to write (er, accomplish) next, and writing in the third person.

Except when I write in first person. Third becomes quite a pain when referring to myself. However it provides a pleasant diversion to one who has been writing graduation announcements for the past two months. 

It would seem that graduating is an event which arouses the interest of people far and wide, closely & distantly related alike. People who hardly acknowledged your existence mere weeks ago suddenly want to know your entire life plans - more accurately, tell you your life plans. If your own meager ideas differ from theirs (which will happen at one point, since each relative argues vehemently that the other relatives are wrong) they sigh and look at you disapprovingly, convinced that you will never properly succeed in life. 

Yael is unconcerned with this and will continue her endeavors as a writer. Fortunately for her, novels come much more easily than punchlines, and stories of adventure are simpler to tell than witty anecdotes from her personal experiences. 

Yes, failure shall come, and uncertainty has already invited itself in. But nothing in life comes without effort. As a writer, Yael knows that she will never be rich. Sometimes she will groan at the world that prefers poorly written vampire romances over truly great literature (though she is also thankful that this world allows for stories such as hers, since she by no means has the ability to write great literature) but if her stories give people courage, or hope, or love, than that is of greater reward to her than any damnable pile of green paper or social status. 

Graduation is nothing special. You've got a slip of paper that says you will survive life, and even that is uncertain. Do what is right and good and honorable today, and keep doing that until you die. 

Also, Yael has a word for her fellow graduates. You will survive the onslaught of relatives, the deluge of paperwork, and the mountains of cards and letters to write. Just try not to rant to any relatives after the first three dozen cards....better to write an awkward, ranty Wattpad chapter where you can offend only those who wish to be offended.