And now the graduation update, here to keep you informed.
Alright, you're also dealing with reading the entry of someone with the worst memory in the world, so I'll see what all I can get down.
Got there at where seems to be the wrong side of the Colliseum. Tada, it was! But no problem, just walk around to the other side. Well, Justine finds me and wants me to tag along with her because it's better than just figuring things out on your own. She wants me to go outside with her to give her purse to her parents, but when we try to go back in the door we just came out of, some officer told us we can't and we gotta walk alllll the way back around. Okayyy then, around again we go. Heels are annoying to walk distances in. Then I walk down teh long hall of graduates looking for where I belong, and it's of course way at the beginning. I thought I'd never find my place. >_> So I get there and wait until 6, making that an hour for everybody there on time. Fun times.
Finally get out to our seats and such and Nathan gives his speech... poor, poor kid. He obviously doesn't wanna
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I lost all will to continue this entry. Later. >_>
Edit: Gonna try to finish.
Okay, poor Nathan is obviously a shy, quiet kid. Forced to give a speech. Of course he stuttered some and such, had trouble getting that what seemed to be an hour long speech out. Now, I can't say his speech itself was good, he compared our graduation to some Bush speech and talked about how we're the class of 9/11, but you gotta give him credit for even standing there. Of course first thing my parents said about anything was, "That one kid is a horrible speech giver."
Went through more talking no one listened to, David gave his speech, the chorus sang and this is in no order whatsoever, we're all falling asleep (at least I was, three hours of sleep, help meee), then Chumley gives separate recognition to all of these groups which was basically just the honour graduates sitting on a stage in front of us. They had to keep standing, we had to keep clapping for the same people, might as well have said, "This is our super awesome group of students, they're smart, they've accomplished a lot, clap and love them!" I mean, 410 students in our class, we're gonna be there a while hearing names called out soon enough.
So they finally got around to that. And I tell you, hardly anyone I know got to walk. Listened for names but they just never were called. Maybe I just know dumb people. I dunno. Or unlucky (so Josh, I'm not calling you or Jessica dumb, hah). He doesn't even still read this. Oh and go back to previous paragraph, we were supposed to clap for Mr. Johnson, nonono. He's the bastard that's the reason I graduated last night in garnet rather than tonight in purple (and I forgot to wear my purple and gold ring, aghh!). So where was I? Walked across stage, shook hands, alalaa, thought, "Hey, only three or four people," but you get back off-stage and there's like 20 thousand people waiting to shake hands with you. Back to my seat, Ammmm... ber? I think Amber? and I talked a teeny tiny bit, waited yet again for all the names, blahblahblah, everyone laughed at the middle name "LeSpoony", blahblahblah, we stand, we get clapped for, we're ready to go, but no, everyone sits down but us, more clapping, tassel flipping, we still can't go, blah blah blah, then we go, then crowd around in the halls, blah blah blah, I find Tara, talk to her a bit, see a 6th grade teacher I hated but she gave me a hug and I dealt with it anyway, blah blah... oh yeah, for those of you not lucky enough to not know, RHHS has this thing where you point your finger to some unknown location for no reason whatsoever. Now, during the Star-Spangled Banner I put my hand on my heart and showed a little respect, because after all, America has given me a good place to live and such, took care of me, I know there's better places out there but it's not anywhere near as bad as it could be here... but I refused to point my finger like some idiot to show any sort of respect for this school. The guy beside me didn't either so he could pretend to be cool, but I'm a Trojan, aghh, isn't it enough that I was forced to wear garnet and be stuck with the "graduate from Rock Hill High School" title for forever?
Anyway, I finally found my parents and we fought a bit because I wanted to go somewhere with somebody and do something but it was going to come as an annoyance to them, so I told them to just forget it and we'll go home, then they got mad because they wanted to "do something nice", but we just ordered pizza and came home. Besides, Tara was off with a whole ton of people (family and family friends and church pastor and such), Rachel couldn't do anything, and Jessica couldn't walk so she probably wasn't even there (and if she was, she's hanging out with Kelly), and there's no one else here I really care about. So I came home and went on AIM. >_> Didn't even get to wear my pretty dress without teh gown.
Summary: Boring night, I didn't wanna be there, and the one person that'd have actually meant something to me for her to be there (my grandmother) couldn't, so I really don't get why I was there.
Oh well, at least everyone else looked stupid too. >_>
Oh, oh, and I got a graduation present! My parents bought a tiny cake that says "Congrats!" and has a cap on it. It's also been in the fridge since Sunday and probably bad by now. >_>
Got there at where seems to be the wrong side of the Colliseum. Tada, it was! But no problem, just walk around to the other side. Well, Justine finds me and wants me to tag along with her because it's better than just figuring things out on your own. She wants me to go outside with her to give her purse to her parents, but when we try to go back in the door we just came out of, some officer told us we can't and we gotta walk alllll the way back around. Okayyy then, around again we go. Heels are annoying to walk distances in. Then I walk down teh long hall of graduates looking for where I belong, and it's of course way at the beginning. I thought I'd never find my place. >_> So I get there and wait until 6, making that an hour for everybody there on time. Fun times.
Finally get out to our seats and such and Nathan gives his speech... poor, poor kid. He obviously doesn't wanna
...
I lost all will to continue this entry. Later. >_>
Edit: Gonna try to finish.
Okay, poor Nathan is obviously a shy, quiet kid. Forced to give a speech. Of course he stuttered some and such, had trouble getting that what seemed to be an hour long speech out. Now, I can't say his speech itself was good, he compared our graduation to some Bush speech and talked about how we're the class of 9/11, but you gotta give him credit for even standing there. Of course first thing my parents said about anything was, "That one kid is a horrible speech giver."
Went through more talking no one listened to, David gave his speech, the chorus sang and this is in no order whatsoever, we're all falling asleep (at least I was, three hours of sleep, help meee), then Chumley gives separate recognition to all of these groups which was basically just the honour graduates sitting on a stage in front of us. They had to keep standing, we had to keep clapping for the same people, might as well have said, "This is our super awesome group of students, they're smart, they've accomplished a lot, clap and love them!" I mean, 410 students in our class, we're gonna be there a while hearing names called out soon enough.
So they finally got around to that. And I tell you, hardly anyone I know got to walk. Listened for names but they just never were called. Maybe I just know dumb people. I dunno. Or unlucky (so Josh, I'm not calling you or Jessica dumb, hah). He doesn't even still read this. Oh and go back to previous paragraph, we were supposed to clap for Mr. Johnson, nonono. He's the bastard that's the reason I graduated last night in garnet rather than tonight in purple (and I forgot to wear my purple and gold ring, aghh!). So where was I? Walked across stage, shook hands, alalaa, thought, "Hey, only three or four people," but you get back off-stage and there's like 20 thousand people waiting to shake hands with you. Back to my seat, Ammmm... ber? I think Amber? and I talked a teeny tiny bit, waited yet again for all the names, blahblahblah, everyone laughed at the middle name "LeSpoony", blahblahblah, we stand, we get clapped for, we're ready to go, but no, everyone sits down but us, more clapping, tassel flipping, we still can't go, blah blah blah, then we go, then crowd around in the halls, blah blah blah, I find Tara, talk to her a bit, see a 6th grade teacher I hated but she gave me a hug and I dealt with it anyway, blah blah... oh yeah, for those of you not lucky enough to not know, RHHS has this thing where you point your finger to some unknown location for no reason whatsoever. Now, during the Star-Spangled Banner I put my hand on my heart and showed a little respect, because after all, America has given me a good place to live and such, took care of me, I know there's better places out there but it's not anywhere near as bad as it could be here... but I refused to point my finger like some idiot to show any sort of respect for this school. The guy beside me didn't either so he could pretend to be cool, but I'm a Trojan, aghh, isn't it enough that I was forced to wear garnet and be stuck with the "graduate from Rock Hill High School" title for forever?
Anyway, I finally found my parents and we fought a bit because I wanted to go somewhere with somebody and do something but it was going to come as an annoyance to them, so I told them to just forget it and we'll go home, then they got mad because they wanted to "do something nice", but we just ordered pizza and came home. Besides, Tara was off with a whole ton of people (family and family friends and church pastor and such), Rachel couldn't do anything, and Jessica couldn't walk so she probably wasn't even there (and if she was, she's hanging out with Kelly), and there's no one else here I really care about. So I came home and went on AIM. >_> Didn't even get to wear my pretty dress without teh gown.
Summary: Boring night, I didn't wanna be there, and the one person that'd have actually meant something to me for her to be there (my grandmother) couldn't, so I really don't get why I was there.
Oh well, at least everyone else looked stupid too. >_>
Oh, oh, and I got a graduation present! My parents bought a tiny cake that says "Congrats!" and has a cap on it. It's also been in the fridge since Sunday and probably bad by now. >_>