Farewell to this fucked-up world that was my former self

So I graduated from high school this afternoon and fortunately, my graduation wasn’t exactly the sapfest that I pictured it to be. The only tears I cried were tears of boredom–it was so damn long. The ceremony lasted three hours, mainly cos we had to sing a million songs during the mass. I could tell that the school tried to make the graduation a very solemn and formal event because we had to recite lengthy pledges and listen to a million speeches. But everyone became really rowdy when the awards were announced anyway, and even though the Master of Ceremonies told the graduates to keep quiet, we kept on cheering and talking. Nobody cared. We are untouchable. We are officially out of high school and therefore, we are out of their reach. Nobody from school can give us disciplinary probation anymore.

It was so weird…I still don’t feel like I had just left CSR at all. I didn’t even do the things that I planned to do before graduating, such adding my name in bold letters to the bathroom graffiti, buying graduation gifts for my friends, and getting highlights on the last day of exams. The entire ceremony felt like an ordinary school program, except we all had to wear a cap and gown. My friends and I weren’t even sad about the fact that we’ll all be going to different schools. I mean, how can we miss each other when we’ll still be seeing each other at so many debuts over the summer? I only wish that I had brought a pentel pen with me so my friends could sign their names or write short dedications on my uniform’s blouse. My dad told me that’s what he did during his high school graduation, and that he still has that signed polo kept somewhere in the house. Unfortunately, he only mentioned it when we were on our way home. Grr. That would’ve been a very awesome souvenir.

My sister and I are home alone tonight. When we were on our way home after dinner, my dad suddenly announced that he wanted to go somewhere with my mom. We just had dinner so obviously they aren’t gonna eat out, and my mom’s allergic to alcohol so they can’t be at a bar. Where they are right now exactly, I don’t think I wanna know. My sister and I threatened to go party all night if our parents aren’t home at a reasonable hour. But that’s probably not likely to happen. It sucks…both my parents are rarely out at the same time and of all nights they are both gone, it has to be the night when I need to catch up on my sleep!

Ooh, Arielle and Ingrid are staying over at our house tonight. So much for going to bed early.

My graduation pictures…some photos are blurry because my scanner is so unpredictable. click here.