The day started in blistering heat. I peeked out of my window and deceided that today would be a beach day, no matter who was going to go with me, I would find a way to the refreshment of water.
And it was only eleven o'clock in the morning.
Little less than an hour later, one of my best friends and I set out for the beach, with a pitstop at his brother's (immediatly persuading him and his girlfriend to come with us, which they happily did) to get the key to their windsurfing gear.
We spent two amazing hours in the (cold) water and on the hot beach, burning our feets in the hot sand, watching the boys doing their thing on the surfboard and getting a tan. I hadn't forgotten that graduation was only three hours away, but I never imagined that the sun could make me look like a lobster in such short time. I had only thought of the time on the beach, forgetting the fact that biking there and being in the water would also have effect on my skin.
No worries though, apart from the faint white bikini print on my skin and the burning red shoulders, I'm fine.
After eating ice creaming in Almere Haven (Mariola's is one of the finest ice cream salons in Almere) I went home, showered and drove together with my parents, little brother, grandparents and best friend to my school.
I wore a pretty, red-pink dress at knee length, just some simple blueish-grey eye shadow with a little black eyeliner around my eyes and simple earrings.
Just as the two previous times I've been present at some one's graduation, the principal and the dean held a speech, telling us how much we have learnt, the things we should remember, how proud they were of us and that we would be the new leaders of the Netherlands (No, we haven't been trained as countryleaders, but we studied economiscs and history and geography, so this departement of my school will most often produce the future economiscs and managers, that's why they mention it) and two students also held a speech, including one of my other best friends.
Our mentor had managed to arrange the ceremony to take place outside. We didn't have to sit in a sticky and sweaty and warm classroom! A male classmate of mine and I were asked to hold a speech as well. Our mentor had prepared a little, too, about every one who received their diploma. I don't mean to brag, but to my surprise, I had the best grades in the end. I was stunned to hear this, as was the rest of my family, even though when I told some of my friends they weren't surprised at all! Which is even more surprising!
At the after party I spoke with some of my favorite teachers, thanking them and whishing them good luck, which they all returned cordially.
Some pictures:
So yeah.. don't we all love to do what Americans do?
xoxo Marit
