It's probably a mistake that I'm here giving a graduation speech. In fact it's probably a mistake that I'm even graduating from this school - trust me, just like most people in this class, I've tested the limits of attendance, insomnia and procrastination. At the beginning of high school I was even trying to drop out... and if that wasn't a mistake, I don't know what was. After four years of Starr altering our minds, it seemed more appropriate to spend my four minutes talking about the mistakes. Thank God, by the way, it's only when we make a really big mistake that we stop in our tracks, pause, briefly, to learn useful lessons. Sometimes, the value of errors is seen on a smaller scale; having a semester final come back with more red grades than a freshman without Clearasil. Isn't that when we take a step back and look at ourselves? When in our biology test we couldn't distinguish a cell from an atom, or an atom from an Eve; during the math test, we pray to a higher power for a sign, and he gives it to us...