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[mood| 
it's too early to be having revelations ]
[music| imogen heap - closing in ]
OMG NFIYTOhfhurehgkjHIOYHVBOYRF( 975438HGFGBkgkgirehg AHHHHHHHHH
I FUCKING GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL.
WTF.
*killed my giant boulder of realization*
edit:
having an oh-so blank and directionless void of a future rising up in front of one is a very interesting sensation. who knows - every high school grad might feel this way eventually, but for me, i'm quite sure the only thing that's going to stay familiar is gravity. am i scared? am i excited? good question; i have no idea. i recall the idea of 'GRADUATING ZOMG' (which, in turn, would entail having to get my very first job) terrified me for most of my high school life, but now i'm really just... meh? sort of that calm, floating feeling you get when you fall off a fence - right before you break a leg. XD
"Nothing endures but change", right? or something to that effect.
and, since those mandatory visits to that puny school building were the glue that held us together, to all the classmates i talked to and all the ones i didn't (even the ones i would've happily killed with a pitchfork): you know, have fun. don't choke on freedom and die, or likewise drink yourselves to an early death.
and to my in-school friends whom i know i'll probably never see again besides in unexpected and awkward moments in the super market: ditto. and because i know each one of you has spoken to me at least once about the oncoming horror of graduation, i'm giving you my typical shrug and wry smile right now, just for you. something to remember me by.
although i never thought i’d say it: go forth and prosper. just don’t show me your baby pictures. XD
later, babes.
and just to top off this crap heap of sentimentality...
...
YOU WERE EXPECTING SOME DRAMATIC FINAL COMMENT, WEREN'T YOU? HAHA, KISS MY ASS.
phew. saved myself with that last one. still feel dirty, though. ^_~
it's too early to be having revelations ]
[music| imogen heap - closing in ]
OMG NFIYTOhfhurehgkjHIOYHVBOYRF( 975438HGFGBkgkgirehg AHHHHHHHHH
I FUCKING GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL.
WTF.
*killed my giant boulder of realization*
edit:
having an oh-so blank and directionless void of a future rising up in front of one is a very interesting sensation. who knows - every high school grad might feel this way eventually, but for me, i'm quite sure the only thing that's going to stay familiar is gravity. am i scared? am i excited? good question; i have no idea. i recall the idea of 'GRADUATING ZOMG' (which, in turn, would entail having to get my very first job) terrified me for most of my high school life, but now i'm really just... meh? sort of that calm, floating feeling you get when you fall off a fence - right before you break a leg. XD
"Nothing endures but change", right? or something to that effect.
and, since those mandatory visits to that puny school building were the glue that held us together, to all the classmates i talked to and all the ones i didn't (even the ones i would've happily killed with a pitchfork): you know, have fun. don't choke on freedom and die, or likewise drink yourselves to an early death.
and to my in-school friends whom i know i'll probably never see again besides in unexpected and awkward moments in the super market: ditto. and because i know each one of you has spoken to me at least once about the oncoming horror of graduation, i'm giving you my typical shrug and wry smile right now, just for you. something to remember me by.
although i never thought i’d say it: go forth and prosper. just don’t show me your baby pictures. XD
later, babes.
and just to top off this crap heap of sentimentality...
...
YOU WERE EXPECTING SOME DRAMATIC FINAL COMMENT, WEREN'T YOU? HAHA, KISS MY ASS.
phew. saved myself with that last one. still feel dirty, though. ^_~