me at the end

WOW… It has been such a long year. It feels like time is flying and I wish it would slow down. When a person is having a good time they don’t want it to end. High school has been great to me, of course I have had my ups and downs but that time is over and it is time to get our caps and gowns. I came into this class questioning whether or not taking this course was the right decision and it turns out that it was. I have become such a different person. This class has shaped me as a person and I am now enlightened. I have learned a lot. I have gained morals, as well as values. I have learned that there s more to art than that that is displayed in museums. There is something called street art, although illegal, it without a doubt is still art and shouldn’t be questioned. The books we have read are books that are so powerful. The words in the books spoke to me, mainly the words from the Malcolm x book. The way he changed his life around and became such an icon was historic. Well now it’s the end, what am I going to do? Am I going to turn my mind off and let this information learned go to waste?... of course not I am going to apply what I have learned and pass it on to the next person willing to learn.. at the end... i didnt recognize myself, and it was a good thing.. because it was a new me.