hmmm...
okay then. my boat and rv boss doug was totalyl just randomly riding a quad around the warehouse.
so i graduated yesterday. it felt really weird, but its kind of hard to explain. ive watched amanda and alex both graduate from shen, and from new paltz and RIT, and here i am, and its supposed to be my turn, and its so strange. im the baby. im supposed to be in school forever. of course, that isnt to say im not happy to be done with shen. im not sure; its confusing to me, too.
any way, i got hit with a beachball yesterday and it knocked my cap off. to whoever hit it, i think i hate you because it was right before i had to go up on stage. emily burr!
i went to dinner last night with my family (mom and dad, manda, alex, sarah (alex's girlfriend), and nana) and ricky's family (his mom, dad, sister, and grandparents). it went off without a hitch; theyre very nice people and theyre very cute and happy and im kind of jealous.
his parents and grandparents each gave me a $50 check. its really sweet, but i felt sort of uncomfortable. im glad they like me enough to be able to do smoething like that, but still. theyre just so nice.
and now salesmen are revving motorcycle engines. i hate it when theres nothing going on.
whoop, there goes dougie on another lap.
this is weird. and loud.
okay. so i hear "OH SHIT!" then silence. then laughter.
i hate having reception far away from everything. i never know whats going on.
and rest assured! the guy that told me to page "Mike Hunt" over the PA and called asking for "Phil McCrakin" got fired. yay, i suppose. he was sort of creepy.