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Good Morning.
Zaza woke me up today to go out to breakfast downtown. We walked down there as we normally have done in the old days, but Frankie's is gone, it is now "Tyme for Tea". Zaza looked at me and said "I feel like I'm in my grandmother's house" which was, I must admit, true.
Now that I'm out of school, I have time to do other things. Basically been applying everywhere possible, trying to get a job. Going to the gym at SU. Trying to clean the house a bit more. Reading a lot. I want to read a book a week this summer. I have ten more pages of "Man's Search for Meaning" by Viktor Frankl which Ian leant me like 800 years ago and I finally have had the time to read it. Sad. I know.
Last night I created some mischeif with 'the boys' AJ and Sid. We basically hung out on my street for awhile, and then watched "Garden State" at AJ's house. It was a good movie. I mean it kinda made me think of a blend between a play called "Am I Blue?" and "Romeo and Juliet". Seriously. Put those two together and you have Garden State. *shrug* My mom and I watched "Erin Brokovitch" the other night and that was pretty good too. Also, I finally saw "Phantom of the Opera" and I say, fie. The man who played the Phantom could not sing. So I was severely disappointed in him. It was an okay movie, but I mean...if you've seen the play on broadway...it just can't compare. It's nothing. It sucks. The girl who played Christine was super gorgeous and super talented, and Raul was good as well, but I mean, I really am partial, I guess, to the theatre. So that's my opinion.
No more high school. It's gorgeous. What a feeling. I had to argue my way through an attendance appeal. I sat down at Mrs. Donahue's desk.
"You have 11 unexcused days." She said, "26 absences total. You can't graduate with 11 days."
I folded my arms. "Look," I said, "In all honesty, I know you guys don't really want me to be here anymore. I mean, look at the damage I have caused to this school. I rocked your world, I know, you don't have to pretend I didn't. I caused a huge uproar with what has been dubbed 'Gay Day'. I got 125 students involved as well as the local news. Then there was the recycling campaign, which I bugged Mr. Ashby about until he'd actually do something. I got all kinds of kids to sign petitions for that one too. Remember that year I wore the flag upside down on my shirt? Oh come on. You remember. I got in big, big trouble for that. You guys almost suspended me! And then I made a fuss about fine arts week being cut from the budget. You must remember that. I got the SGA President to complain to you guys for me. I wreaked havoc on english classes. I made people think. I FORCED kids from THIS school, YOUR school, to find things in themselves that they didn't know were there. Last year you wanted to suspend half of the drama club for painting our set. We were ALL in Mr. Steirman's office that day, trying to get out of trouble. I also put up all kinds of choir posters last year that people kept tearing down. And in 9th grade, I had all those coupons about the wage gap between men and women, and I was trying to pass them out but you said that--"
"Siobhan O'Loughlin!!" Mrs. Donahue said, quite crossly, her eyes fixed on her computer, "It looks like you played Tennis Regionals on May 13th. That excuses you. You are now on ten days, and you may graduate. Thank you."
I paused.
"I...really?"
"Yes."
"I can graduate."
"Yes."
"I can?"
"Miss O'Loughlin!!"
"What am I doing?"
"O'Loughlin, you are graduating on June 3rd. Please leave my office now."
"...Whoa."
I slowly got up from my chair. And I thought to myself, "This is so perf."
Zaza woke me up today to go out to breakfast downtown. We walked down there as we normally have done in the old days, but Frankie's is gone, it is now "Tyme for Tea". Zaza looked at me and said "I feel like I'm in my grandmother's house" which was, I must admit, true.
Now that I'm out of school, I have time to do other things. Basically been applying everywhere possible, trying to get a job. Going to the gym at SU. Trying to clean the house a bit more. Reading a lot. I want to read a book a week this summer. I have ten more pages of "Man's Search for Meaning" by Viktor Frankl which Ian leant me like 800 years ago and I finally have had the time to read it. Sad. I know.
Last night I created some mischeif with 'the boys' AJ and Sid. We basically hung out on my street for awhile, and then watched "Garden State" at AJ's house. It was a good movie. I mean it kinda made me think of a blend between a play called "Am I Blue?" and "Romeo and Juliet". Seriously. Put those two together and you have Garden State. *shrug* My mom and I watched "Erin Brokovitch" the other night and that was pretty good too. Also, I finally saw "Phantom of the Opera" and I say, fie. The man who played the Phantom could not sing. So I was severely disappointed in him. It was an okay movie, but I mean...if you've seen the play on broadway...it just can't compare. It's nothing. It sucks. The girl who played Christine was super gorgeous and super talented, and Raul was good as well, but I mean, I really am partial, I guess, to the theatre. So that's my opinion.
No more high school. It's gorgeous. What a feeling. I had to argue my way through an attendance appeal. I sat down at Mrs. Donahue's desk.
"You have 11 unexcused days." She said, "26 absences total. You can't graduate with 11 days."
I folded my arms. "Look," I said, "In all honesty, I know you guys don't really want me to be here anymore. I mean, look at the damage I have caused to this school. I rocked your world, I know, you don't have to pretend I didn't. I caused a huge uproar with what has been dubbed 'Gay Day'. I got 125 students involved as well as the local news. Then there was the recycling campaign, which I bugged Mr. Ashby about until he'd actually do something. I got all kinds of kids to sign petitions for that one too. Remember that year I wore the flag upside down on my shirt? Oh come on. You remember. I got in big, big trouble for that. You guys almost suspended me! And then I made a fuss about fine arts week being cut from the budget. You must remember that. I got the SGA President to complain to you guys for me. I wreaked havoc on english classes. I made people think. I FORCED kids from THIS school, YOUR school, to find things in themselves that they didn't know were there. Last year you wanted to suspend half of the drama club for painting our set. We were ALL in Mr. Steirman's office that day, trying to get out of trouble. I also put up all kinds of choir posters last year that people kept tearing down. And in 9th grade, I had all those coupons about the wage gap between men and women, and I was trying to pass them out but you said that--"
"Siobhan O'Loughlin!!" Mrs. Donahue said, quite crossly, her eyes fixed on her computer, "It looks like you played Tennis Regionals on May 13th. That excuses you. You are now on ten days, and you may graduate. Thank you."
I paused.
"I...really?"
"Yes."
"I can graduate."
"Yes."
"I can?"
"Miss O'Loughlin!!"
"What am I doing?"
"O'Loughlin, you are graduating on June 3rd. Please leave my office now."
"...Whoa."
I slowly got up from my chair. And I thought to myself, "This is so perf."