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These two years have been one long rabbit hole. I
came to Kodi wanting to excel academically,
becoming the level-7 student I was before coming
here. And I wish I could say that it was all cherries and
pie. But my first semester in, I failed at Math, lost one
of my closest friends here and refused to admit that
maybe coming to Kodi wasn’t that great of an idea.
Not to forget that I was constantly reminde d that 11th
and 12th grade were the most important years of my
life so if I screw this up, chances are I wouldn’t go
anywhere in life.
Of course, all that anxiety was masked by distractions
. I completely dove into the theories and philosophies
of Theatre, I read a lot of scripts that I have always
wanted to stage and found inspiration in the most
weirdest things and people (Hi Dora!). I guess I was
tryi ng to find my “why”. And I have had some help
with that. The people I am the most closest to, my
Theatre class (yes, this class of freaks that I’m proud
of), Nini, Rhea, Tanya, and many others if I mention
would take pages and pages of this yearbook, all
have helped me through this process of self-
understanding and self-love. And most importantly,
that I’m not alone.
So now, I’m graduating, becoming th e “adult”. I not
even sure if I want to become an adult. But I know I’m
going to be heading for an adventure. And as I look
back at my time at Kodi, I would think of all the
memories, the good and the bad, from the late night
cries to the dorm dance triumphs, from times of self-
doubt to trust and love. But now, it's time for me to
go, move on, find out what I can do in this world.
" L e t u s p r o b e t h e s i l e n t
p l a c e s , l e t u s s e e k w h a t l u c k
b e t i d e u s ; L e t u s j o u r n e y t o a
l o n e l y l a n d I k n o w . T h e r e ' s a
w h i s p e r o n t h e n i g h t - w i n d ,
t h e r e ' s a s t a r a g l e a m t o g u i d e
u s , A n d t h e w i l d i s c a l l i n g ,
c a l l i n g . . . . l e t u s g o . "
R O B E R T D E S N O S