How I imagine my last day of high school.
Plot 1
"I hate you all. See you never." I'll snap my fingers in Z formation, strut out the hallway, stumble over the front steps, get back up, and continue struting until I'm out of sight.
Plot 2
With tears streaming down my face, "I'll miss every single one of you. You're all beautiful, smart, and freaking wonderful." I'll collapse to my knees, reach out for random people, and start singing a soft melody.
It will really depend on my mood.