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thirteen years = cheapo fabric and a cardboard square

i have pomp and circumstance stuck in my head. how appropriate.


robin gave mags and i a ride up to escuela and that's the first time i ever rode in the boat that is bunbury and also the first time i ever rode with robin behind the wheel. and not only was she right on time, i was ready for her. yay us. shall update on her grad party at a time that is not now.

grad practice was boring and though brittany power was split up meish and i were still row-cross't lovers and we played in our gowns and hats and talked of all manner of subjects and made random girls next to us laugh a lot and they really shouldn't have sent the girls outside to be et alive by aphids that was a terrible time but my class theory proved true time and time again...

of the 406 in my class, half will not recieve our diplomas due to outstanding fines and overdue books, and all of fifty of us showed up for the class picture. i am not exaggerating. it was hilarity in a box.

senior picnic was fun and i danced and we played red rover and random random and danced and laid in the sun with brittany power and talked of more all manner of things and there was carpeage of the diem and by then i was feeling quite mellow and sunny and hung out in the parking lot con the brothers mac, brian, and tim and colleen and brittany and brie and ostroff came and went in turn whilst we listened to randomness in the form of my cd collection and i took over the comfy pillow in the back and mellow mellow that was fun

then we split with intentions of meeting again and i went to lurry's and his partay was winding down but i went anyway and we played "never have i ever" and we played "i have" and we played "never have i ever" again and each time they all ganged up on me trying to get me out because i always win. the key to their success: pick the boring stuff. i've done the boring stuff.

then i realized my phone had no service and tim etc. had been trying to call me so i went to starbucks and they were leaving but i wanted to hang out with lissa at her new job so i stayed and distracted her for far longer than customers should but it was fun and her coworkers are cool and i saw candi and kesia and candi had a frapp that i got and tried and yelled to her out the door and across the parking lot as they were leaving: "candi! you have good taste!" but i don't think she heard me or maybe she was pretending she didn't know me. either way it was good. so was the muffin. yum. i have six dollars left on my christmas gift card. one more trip will do me in. ::savors::

i have enough for my cali trip now. ::dances::

then i went home and the madre was all sad and quiet and we watched timeline so now i can read the book because one should never read the book before seeing the movie else she will hate the movie for sucking royally compared the superior awesomeness that forever belongs to the book and the padres and grandpadres were not crazy at all and it felt like years ago again when we were all considerably more stable. i liked it. except they think i will evaporate within seconds of being handed that oh-so-coveted slip of paper.

maybe i will. i've never graduated high school before.

we shall see, no?


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FIN. 11:52 p.m., Tuesday, Jun. 01, 2004

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