Entry 7: Last Thoughts

As I lie here in my death bed, I can't help but reflect on my old life. What have I done? What have I accomplished? I couldn't help but smile that those sweet memories of my childhood and try hard to forget those that hurt. among the happy moment contain one that I am most proud of. The day I graduated from college and began on my journey of official adulthood. I may have been 18 along time before graduation but I didn't feel like an adult until l I graduated. I remember that day i went up on the elaborately decorated stage as they called my name. The dean looked at me and smiled passing into my hand the diploma. I smiled back and shook his hand while taking the diploma. My heart was pumping fast at first with excitement and then with a little bit of fear. What was I going to do? What if I don't get a job?However that didn't ruin my mood until a few days later. Now that I have talked about my proudest event I guess it time to reflect on the most shameful of them all. It was while I was in high school. My parents have came to school to visit the head of school and I sat in to listen. I can't remember specifically what my father said but I got angry and began to talk back at him and criticizing him. It wasn't until I was done did I realize what I have done in front of a total outsider. I walked out of the room not saying another word and scolded my self. It was so embarrassing and shameful that I tried so hard to forget but I couldn't forget. However I seems to me that i have lived a eventful live and that there is nothing left on my bucket list left, other than dying peacefully and without pain.