The Curtain Begins to Fall: End of the Year Conferences

Hello there faithful readers.  I haven't posted in a while due to academic constraints and traveling abroad, both of which I apologize for.  Please stay tuned for blog posts about both in the near future.

For now, close your eyes and imagine this:  Music notes and the soft sound of footsteps fill an empty room.  Your body, swaying, is reflected in all angles from the floor to ceiling mirrors.  The faint smell of sweat and perfume wraps around your body, surrounding you. A single light shines trough the window indicating that its almost noon. Slowly, the beam of life that danced with you, recedes into the horizon with each soft note. Almost simultaneously, the stings supporting the drapes begin to fall like soft snowflakes at the dawn of winter. Minute by minute, second by second, it inches closer...

It may be cliche to say, but in the words of William Shakespeare, "All the world's a stage" and high school is just one of the many we are to perform on in our lifetime.

Since it is March, that leaves me only about 3 and a half months before the cur

A Spanish Project I recently completed that will most likely
be one of the pieces in my Senior Portfolio Presentation.

tain falls and I get up on stage for one last time to receive my diploma.  While I am excited to start on my journey into college, (In fact I think I mentally checked out last week, hello Senioritis!) the end of the high school means I need to face the inevitable Senior Portfolio Exhibition aka Senior Portfolio Presentations.

A senior portfolio presentation is when seniors wishing to graduate have to showcase work from each year they've been in high school to a panel of teachers, school network members, peers and sometimes parents. During the presentations, seniors are evaluated to see if what they've learned prepares them for college and beyond.  Depending on how well your presentation goes and your grades, determines whether or not you get to walk during graduation (Or so I've been told, I'm not really 100% sure.  It could be the teachers just scaring us into putting an effort.)  

Nonetheless, as the days to June begin to slip out of my fingers, I get more and more anxious.  About the presentation, about graduation, about my future.  All I can do right now is gather my work, outline a presentation, organize my thoughts and hope for the best.

But then again, there really is no hope needed.  I feel as if the best is going to come, it's up to use to determine how we handle it.  

Will we accept it?  
Will we choose to fight the future and responsibilities like these conferences?

And with those rhetorical questions I politely bow my head as the curtain begins to fall, in order to plan for my next scene.