Ode to pineapple juice...

I know I know... I said I was gonna write here less... But I figured I'd write a little about graduation here. It was fucking burning up outside and I'm an idiot who wore jeans and a black t-shirt, but I survived and got to see Muggeo, Kyle, Pauliina, and Brenda graduate. I mean, of course, there was Kelly and Al too, but I didn't congratulate them. I stood right next to Al while I was talking to Muggeo and made no effort to go over and say congratulations or good luck. I told my mom yesterday I've closed the book on our friendship completely and wouldn't feel any sorrow if we never spoke again. We're ending it on a good note. All he wanted was finalization and he got it by forcing me into that kiss at his last Rocky. Argh. But back to the graduation, I didn't find it sentimental or moving... Just hot. I was just happy to see Brenda and hug her and be there for her. Reed, Megan, and her grandparents went as well. Her dad took Aaron and went out of town for the weekend. He couldn't have come anyway with his restraining order. I have the weirdest friends with all their dramas. Honestly. We're supposed to go out with Brenda for lunch or dinner sometime this week with Debbie, Rachel, and Heidi, then tomorrow Mercedes and I are going to do something, most likely either go to the mall or the movies. Maybe Mom will give me money so I can buy the jeans I'll need for Oswego. Might as well get that over with. Monday I'm making sure to be home for when my baby calls. =) I'm very excited about this. *grins* Oooh and just because this makes me excited: Mom bought me BRIGHT ORANGE nail polish the other day for no reason. I came home and there it was! And I got this sweater at TJ Max for school that has black and white stripes and looks like a jailbird shirt only form fitting and hotter. I can do myspace mug shots in it and when I find my little white bow, it'll be uber scene! Wooo!
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