I graduated
So tonight, on June 7th 2011 I threw a funny square hat in the air and gave a lot of my fellow classmates a pat on the back, seeing them for the last time. Most of them at least. The whole thing wasn't too bad, what you'd expect from a school run going away ceremony, I'm sure most of you have already gone through it. Our valedictorian, a surfer kid with tarzan hair, made the whole experience much funnier than it should have been, and I'm pretty sure I was sitting in the loudest and most talky section of the graduates.
It's kind of weird, but I don't really feel anything. That might be because I had a bit of a drink with the family afterwards, but my typing seems to be coherent so I doubt it's that. It's just, well, I didn't really make any good friends in high school. In THAT high school really, because I had to transfer schools after my sophomore year due to moving. A lot of the graduation parties I'm invited to are from friends from my old school, which I still visit regularly even though I tend to face 45 minutes of traffic every time. I guess it's good that I have friends in the first place, but there's no shittier feeling going out of the hall with all the other kids, meeting up with your parents, telling your mom to wait up to take some pictures, only to realize... you don't really have anyone to take pictures with.
Well ok I did take some pictures with some friends (not really close ones...), but it all felt pretty forced. Maybe I'm just being too hard on myself, I dunno. My biggest relief is that there's college ahead and new start and all that bullshit. Well... still some parties to go through of course, but after THAT there's college...
Not really sure why I wrote this haha, just a bit of an analysis. I am really happy that I went through with it and all, just feel like I got the short straw compared to most of the other kids who are probably out having a good time right now.
