I am a high school graduate!

I did it, you guys, I did it! I SURVIVED! HAHAHA YESSS I'M ALIVE HIGH SCHOOL I WIN! Okay, so, yeah. I passed all my classes, mostly with good grades, scraped by in math, and now I am officially a college student, university-bound next fall. I'll always remember my truly awesome high-school class and some of my not-as-awesome high school experiences. Now I am DONE! Oh, and guess what? I made my schedule for college and my earliest class begins at 9:30. No more of this getting up at dawn nonsense. OH MY GOD YOU GUYS I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! I am an adult and a college student holy @#$!$!&% this isn't even sinking in right now!

Oh, by the way. Sorry I haven't been online. Graduation day got us up really early and then afterwards my school held a graduation party that kept us up all night. The idea of this school party is that kids won't head out after graduation for parties that may include "risky behavior" and they kept us there all night so we wouldn't have time for "risky" parties, the idea being that after an entire night we wouldn't want to do anything but go to bed. It worked. I was so disoriented and tired I pretty much slept through this weekend and lost track of what day it was. I finally woke up yesterday in time to attend my brother's middle-school graduation (he's now a high-school student, guys!) and now I'm back.

My last memory of my senior class was with the hypnotist that the school brought in. Among other things, he convinced my friend that he had stolen her bellybutton, led another girl to believe that one of the students in the audience was Leonardo DeCaprio, and got one boy to rip off his shirt, leap off the stage, and beat his chest like Tarzan. We went out memorably.

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