I definitely wish I had ended my speech with that, haha.
So, I graduated! Everything went surprisingly well. (The hat and I were absolutely not friends, though. It messed up my hair so much.) Giving the salutatory speech was beyond nervewracking, though. When I got onstage and looked out into the audience, for some reason, I thought this girl in the very back was FCG, so it freaked me out big time. I later discovered that the girl was not, in fact, FCG, but I couldn't tell that from the stage. (It was possible that she could've been there. She's apparently still friends with IG.) Despite my nerves, I actually gave the speech with minimal problems. I messed up once because I started reading the wrong line, but it was only a little mistake, so it wasn't that big a deal. And I didn't trip going up the steps or walking across the stage!
A lot of the other girls cried, but I didn't. I'm so glad to get out of there. I can't even begin to put the feeling into words. High school was, for the most part, a terrible experience. Freshman year was still the time of bullies, sophomore year was decent for a while but also kinda annoying and ended terribly, junior year was like being mauled by angry wolves and then kicked in the face twelve times and set on fire, and I was so over that whole awful place by senior year.
I hated every single thing about my high school except the fact that I got to go in an hour late my senior year. I hated the ugly uniforms, the abundance of rules that didn't even make any sense, the dingy old halls, the constant babying, the complete and utter lack of encouragement, everything. But... I'm free now! I never have to go back! Never ever! I really do feel like a weight has been lifted off my chest now that it's officially over.
One of my friends who moved away a couple years ago came to see us graduate, so it was nice to see him again. After graduation, all of the seniors got on a bus, and some parents took us on a trip for the night. We ate at this restaruant I'd never heard of before, and it was pretty good, though a bit slow. Then they took us to this giant convention center type thing and there was a party for us. Unfortunately, I ate too much sugar. WAY too much sugar. Everyone did. I had tons of energy for a while, but I felt awful by about 5 am. We got back at 7. Everyone felt so awful!
I slept until 4 pm. When I woke up, I ate some mac and cheese (the BEST breakfast) and drooled over Brittany Snow's lacy red underwear in John Tucker Must Die since I've been watching a lot of movies lately. Mmm... Me likey. What was I saying, again? Oh, right, I felt like the freakin' queen of the universe!
But, now I just feel like my same ol' useless self again. It was good to feel awesome for a little while, though!
Hmm... Nothing much has really happened. Today I saw one of my friends who graduated last year for the first time in a while, so that was nice.
Oh, speaking of friends, I made a friend, I think. So, there's that. Through my college's Facebook group for incoming freshmen, I met someone who lives just a few hours away from me, in a little town like mine, so she knows how it is here. It's nice to have someone truly understand. We're in two entirely different programs, so she probably won't be in any of my classes, but there's this one club we're both going to join, so we'll be seeing each other.
And speaking of college, I'm going to Orientation in June now instead of July! So, I'm pretty excited about that. It's on June 26, so I have about a month until then. I can't wait!
A lot of people are being negative, though, and that's really pissing me off. I was actually asked the question: "So, what are you gonna do when you get up there and don't like it?" (Not if, but when!) Umm, the only thing I have to compare it to is a shitty little town where I was scared and alone for years... Even if I'm not 100% in love with it, it will be the best place I've ever lived by FAR. And really, my demands aren't very much at all. I just want to live in a place that has public transit, those cute old-style buildings, girls who like girls, and a population of greater than 500,000.
(I don't know the proper name for those buildings, but they make me sooo happy! I always just call them "downtown buildings." The first example was from Boston, of course, but I also heavily associate them with New York. Can anyone tell me their proper name? The few we have around here are moldy and abandoned and terribly dilapidated, which takes all my happiness away... And if you think this is weird, then don't even ask me how I feel about brownstones.)
This summer is going to be the longest ever, though, ugh. I don't move to Boston until September 1. All my friends who are going to college in-state go to theirs in early August. Like, the one time I DON'T want a long summer, I get one that lasts 4 months!
So, yeah, that's my life these days.