We had fun talking shit. Joking that we should've brought cigarettes with us so we could light up. I'm actually finished with high school now. And it feels great. I love that feeling. I'm finished with school. Yay. Damn it feels good to say that. I was so nervous that I was going to trip or something. I've never felt that good about myself ever. I haven't heard from the 4-H camp about the job so I guess I don't have it. Oh well now I get my summer to myself. I have my dipolma now...So what do I do? What should it mean to me? To me at this moment it is just something else in my room to get lost under my junk and clothes. Where does it go? It is all over, nothing more will come of this anymore.--