the rights of all americans to keep and hold guitars

[spacedoutpeach]

so, we're graduating. well, i am anyways. everyone is all tearful and nostalgic. i feel nothing, excepting an aversion to taking care of myself in the future. it's strange seeing everyone else care so much about their friends and their class and their highschool. i find myself very close to apathy. High school ending is just a nice break from having to wake up early. i don't feel like i'm really advancing or entering a new stage of life. bleh. at least i'll have time to work out now.
note: someone stole my money on Sat. This makes me feel very betrayed. just thought i'd share. DJARUM BLACKS are the best cigarettes ever. I <3 Teri.
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