Narrative Essay About My Graduation Party

A is for awesome as it perfectly sums up my middle school years. While there were some bumps along the road, I've finally made it to the end of this exciting(2) 8th grade year. Throughout my years at Sierramont Middle School, I've experienced and learned so many valuable skills that I'll always remember. I've met people that changed my life, teachers that inspired and taught me, and experienced the joys of middle school. While there were some people that annoyed me to the point I wanted to explode(10), there were more people who left a positive mark in my life. The teachers I've had have done so much for me and all I can hope for is for all teachers to be recognized more. Teachers are the building blocks(8) to a person's life, yet they are

On the evening of June 5, 2015, it was the day of my graduation at Our Lady of Refuge Catholic School. I was somewhat nervous, but yet confident and proud of myself that I made it this far in my academic career, and to graduate was a bittersweet moment in my life. The sweet part was that I graduated and I was about to start a new chapter in my life which was high school! However, I didn't want to leave the school because everybody at that school was like a part of my family. When that day finally came, I was ready to enter in the Church with my class to begin the ceremony.

Ah, Graduation. It seems as if it’s a long way off from today. However, that does not mean that we should not construct ourselves for the best career changer of our lives. Even though, I am not much of a partier, I do know of a few venues I would like to remunerate myself with family and friends in attendance. I know I may have to have at least two parties. My home away from home is Pensacola, Florida. So it's just essential for me to want to have a commencement party with my friends residing in Florida.

My family--two daughters, sons-in-law, and three grandchildren--had gathered at my favorite Italian restaurant to celebrate my birthday. They stood and clapped when I swept into the room. I smiled, pleased that I could still make an entrance. “Hello, everybody. Thanks for coming.”

Melinda’s first party occurs near the end of the summer, right before she starts her freshman year. Melinda’s first impressions are telling because upon seeing the other people at the party, Melinda lists a

After almost 30 full minutes of talking, I could hear all of my guests’ stomachs growling Thank the heavens, the food came. Everyone seemed to be enjoying the food, especially Marie and

The month of June came in a rush. Before I knew it the season of senior activities had begun; prom arrived, our senior picnic at the park happened, and graduation practice was held. Yet none of these events could compete with graduation day. The night before June 14th, the excitement of the approaching event continuously nibbled at precious hours of sleep, and for once I couldn’t wait for my alarm to go off. When it finally did, I jumped up out of bed, all ready to start the day. After the time spent to get dressed in the appropriate attire had passed, those who I live with—my mother, brother, and younger sister—had all been ready. My excitement increased then, but I don’t think it surpassed my mother’s own excitement. Practically shoving me into the car to get me on the way to graduation, my mother and I wore a grin the whole way to the Siegel Center, despite my little sister asking a million questions in the backseat, and despite the traffic that had grown with the other graduates trailing behind. With even

It took me six months to plan the party, and those six months were stressful. Six whole months of hard work, arguments and phone calls had cumulainated in this events. At first, it was difficult for me to please everyone and find the right way to approach my family with my thoughts and ideas. But, once I find that it was easier for me to plan the event. I had to find a way a please both parties: my parents and sister.

It was the last day of school and John Anderson was finishing his freshmen year at Alkaline High School in Orlando Florida. It was the weekend before the last week of school and John was invited to a friend’s end of the year party at his country club. John was well aware that the party was going to be out of control and was in on whatever happened. John eventually arrived and was the last one to arrive and walked into a wild environment of more than 100 of his closest piers. The music was blasting but it wasn’t your traditional party rock music, but classical jazz. Somehow the party was still loud and full of crazy girls and energy filled boys. The main reason for why the boys were so hyped up was because there was an extreme dare that nobody

“I’m so excited, this family hasn’t had to do this in ten years” my grandma shouted. We all laughed at her, she acted if she was graduating herself. Our family believes in celebrating accomplishment and life. Whenever something great happened, you better believe it was a dinner or some type of reward coming out of the ordeal. I couldn’t wait to see this

As a wimpy, averaged height, sixteen-year old girl in the 10th grade, I experienced betrayal from one of my closest friends. It all started on the fifteenth day of May. It was approximately 6:00 a.m. I was still knocked out like Tyson knocked out his opponent, in my twin sized bed, underneath my solid, hot pink comforter that kept me warm like an oven after baking chocolate chip cookies. I had an alarm set for 6:15 a.m to wake up and get dressed for hell; another word used to describe school. As my alarm went off, I rose up quickly and put on my pink, medium sized house slippers and proceeded to my bathroom to freshen up. I was quite elated about starting my day only because I was celebrating my sweet sixteen party the next day, which was the 16th day of May. I always dreamed of having a sweet 16 party because as a little girl, I always watched MTV’s, “My Super Sweet 16” show and would have wild imaginations about how my party would be if I had one. I always dreamed of having an 8-layered cake, covered in sparkling diamonds with multiple sweet flavors inside and 10 luxury cars with a cherry blossom scent in each one. My actual birthday was May 11th, but I could not throw a party on a school night, so I had to wait for the following weekend. As I walked out of the bathroom, I went back into my polka dotted room and then reached over to grab my rectangular shaped, rose gold iPhone off of my night stand to check the time and it was currently 6:35 a.m. I was in a rush because

     Through out life people go through so many hardships. Whether it be good or bad there is always something that comes out of the situation. One of the most exciting but yet scariest events would be graduation. For a lot of people, graduating from high school is a goal. It takes a lot of time and effort to achieve that goal. In the long run, it opens a lot of opportunities for people to succeed. Graduation is the end of high school, and the beginning to life.

Monday, May 16th, graduation day. It’s 5:37 in the morning and I remember this cause I never wake up earlier than 8 unless I have to, but today I didn’t have to. It’s the day culminating twelve years of hard work and dedication into a three hour ceremony in which I will actually have to do something with my life other than a routine I believe I’ve perfected throughout these last four years. I roll over and pick up my phone, a dim light comes through a slit in my window shades just to remind me how early it actually is. I can’t fall back asleep so I decide to get out of bed. I sit up on my bed rubbing my eyes trying to make sense of the room around me, I may have lived here for 18 years but I can never find the cord to my ceiling light. I

     The process of planning a party takes a lot of time and focus to get every detail covered. First of all, you must decide where you will have the party, maybe a club house or your own home. When you have that decided then there are several other steps you must take in order for your party to be successful.

Many people have experienced the over whelming excitement that you feel as you approach high school graduation day, and for me, that’s a day that I will never forget. The amount of emotions that you feel on graduation day is unbelievable, and I have yet to experience anything else like it. I can remember feeling anxious to celebrate the big day with my friends and family, while at the same time I was panicking thinking about having to walk across the stage in front of that many people. Then, the more I thought about the reality of graduation day, I started to get curious, but nervous, about being able to start a new chapter in my life once graduation day had passed. There are several reasons why I, still