毕业特稿 | 多么地幸运,能拥有如此难以告别的经历!




When I was reflecting on my time in high school, thinking of things to write for this article, my initial thought was 'I'm just glad it's finally over!'

The long nights spent rushing my homework, wondering why I procrastinated on it for so long; showing up to school the next day with bags under my eyes, struggling to stay awake; apologising to my teachers for all the times I've fallen asleep in class…

This final year hasn't been the easiest to survive through, that's for sure. But hey, I survived, and so did all of us Year 13s!

My final year was filled with a lot of anxiety, and I'm sure a lot of people can relate. Ever since the application period began, I can't tell you how often I heard people lamenting over their grades with cries of 'it's over!', thoughts of giving up on dream schools to settle for any university that would accept you clouding our minds.

The university application season makes you feel like you're drowning in all the uncertainties - trying to achieve your predicted grades, wondering whether or not you chose the right major, preparing essays and tests for your applications, hearing news about people who are done applying and already receiving offers, and feeling left behind - the pressure is on.

I'm still recovering from the panic I felt upon realising that I needed my teachers to upload their recommendation letters to a specific portal, frantically messaging them over teams a mere three days before my first deadline…I swear my heart was going to jump out of my throat.

I was lucky enough to have the support of my parents, my friends, and my teachers to navigate through the tumultuous times, who would throw me a life ring through their conversations, encouragement, or extended deadlines.

Any act of mercy I was grateful for, no matter how big or small, and a funny joke cracked by a friend during lunch was enough to erase my worries for the day.

For me, it was difficult to balance my art portfolio preparation with the coursework required for my other classes, and there were times when I thought I wouldn't be able to meet the deadlines. I'm sure many of us became familiar with the feeling of 'senioriti', and I found myself struggling with finding the motivation to study for my final exams. At the very least, there's comfort in knowing that I'm not alone in this feeling.

I'm sure that the anxiety, pressure, and relentless race to meet deadlines are experiences that all of us Year 13s must endure, pushing past the exhaustion, nervousness, and self-doubt to make it past the final stretch. Sometimes things get worse before they get better, and the light at the end of the tunnel shines more brightly as a result. It's a little corny, but I think it's true.

Thinking back, my favourite memories come from the small moments of hanging out with my friends during lunch or after school, participating in CCAs together, watching videos, drawing, or just talking with them. The academic knowledge and experience gained at school are valuable, but what I'll remember most are the friendships gained and memories made - the feeling of watching your friends burst into laughter over something you've said is something I'll cherish more than any academic achievement.

The past years in here have been difficult but rewarding, with many life lessons learnt along the way. Not only are there external pressures like expectations from parents and teachers, but there are often a lot of internal conflicts that we have to handle as well - trying to live up to our own expectations, dealing with all the stress and doubt, trying to figure out who you are as a person as you mature and grow. I also found that when you throw yourself wholeheartedly into your work, there will undoubtedly be rewards to reap!

Personally, I was able to understand myself better, figuring out more aspects of my identity and learning to be kinder. I believe that college will be a wonderful place to continue this journey of self-discovery with all the new freedom that will be available to us, and I hope the same can be said for everyone. 

While I often imagined the moment when I finally graduate, at the same time it was difficult to just leave. As Winnie the Pooh once said, 'how lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard'!

It can be easy to think of high school as our best years - but I think it's better to think of it as just another step in our journey, albeit a memorable one.

I wish us all a gratifying path as we continue our journey towards a fulfilling future!




我不想说这一年是我在珠海德威的三年来最难熬的一年,但的确是这样。不过,我还是活下来了,我们所有的 13 年级学生也都活下来了!

我的最后一年充满了焦虑,我相信很多同学都有同感。我很难计算出,有多少次听到其他同学为自己的成绩哀叹,大喊 “我要完了 ”。在焦躁地等待结果的路上,甚至还会有各种负面的想法,比如放弃梦寐以求的学校,只要有任何一所能录取自己的大学就算过关了。这些可怕的念头笼罩着我们的心。






我相信,这些焦虑、压力,还有要赶上截止日期时的一次次奋力奔跑,是我们所有 13 年级学生都必须经历的。我们必须克服疲惫、紧张和自我怀疑,以度过最后的冲刺阶段。有时候,事情在变好之前会变得更糟,但隧道尽头的曙光也会因此变得更加明亮。虽然有点老套,但我觉得这是真的。