I would like to thank all of you for coming on such short notice. After all, 18 years hardly seems like enough time to prepare for graduation. In fact, as I stand up here and looking at all of my classmates, I wonder if I am ready to graduate.
But I know that high school has merely been an appetizer in the seven course meal that we call life.
And for all of you that know me -- family, friends and teachers -- you know that I have a great appreciation for food. Whether it's a juicy slab of prime rib at dinner or just a package of Fruitos during third period, I can never resist. It is so sad, because often times I even think in terms of food.
In fact, as I sat down to write this speech the best form in which I could think of giving it was to compare our lives to a meal. In that meal, high school is merely the first course or an appetizer, a small sample that wets our appetites for the main dish. In the midst of indulging in our appetizers we sometimes forget that there is a main course yet to come.
Some of us have sampled oysters and discovered that we have a hatred for seafood, showing us that it would not be a good idea to order fish for the main course. Much like discovering a distaste for math, perhaps it would be wise to choose a different interest in life.
In comparing appetizers to the high school, the dating scene in high schools reminds me of the sampler tray at Denny's because both include a variety of choices. For some there is so much to choose from, they try to taste as much of everything as possible. For others, they become intimidated by the selection and avoid the samples altogether.
And of course I can't talk about Denny's without...