This day by the lake went too fast...

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Ok, yesterday was fine. I drove up to E-Town and everything was cool and we were hanging out and just being chill. I didn't go to bed until 4 in the morning and woke up at 8:30. I was fine most of graduation, except when Amanda and I realized that Liz was actually walking (long story short, her parents didn't show up for her college graduation and she wasn't going to walk. We convinced her otherwise.) Walked back to the quads, hung out for a bit, tried to convince my parents to let me stay there one more night for the last big bash but no such luck. That was the beginning of the downfall. I was upstairs in Caitlin's room helping her pack, but more or less just laying on her bed, and we started dancing and singing to Rilo Kiley's "With Arms Outstretched" and at the line "Now some days, they last longer than others, but this day by the lake went too fast," I stupidly go "Hey! It's like this year!" Well, we both pause and then like bawling and laughing at the same time. It could have gotten hysterical, but we pretty much composed ourselves. I decided to leave earlier than I wanted to because my parents already guilt-tripped me about coming home so late. Then I said goodbye to Liz and told her that she makes me so proud and started to get teary, hugged Caitlin, hugged Caitlin again, hugged Liz, and then they literally threw me out while I said "Not one of you cares about me! Not one of you!" and "Get out of my life!" So I dried my tears until about Mt. Joy Street and then the floodgates opened...for pretty much an hour of the 1 1/2 hour drive home.

To summarize. I am miserable. Just plain sad. I have not been this sad in a long time. I have been constantly on the verge of tears since I got home. I want C2 and I want to be partying with them at this very moment because I know they are all blubbering and getting wasted and talking about all the old times and I want that.

I, also, am dreading starting to work on Monday.

I'm going to lay in bed and weep now.