It's been a veeeeeeeery long time since I've written anything. I never even finished my adventures in China... for another time maybe.
Let's just say I've been in limbo, and I'm waiting to come back to earth.
In all news, I graduated highschool with 195 credits, and walked the stage and managed not to trip. However, as I was getting my picture taken with my principal, I walked away so excited, running off to give my TA a giant hug, I by accidentally left my diploma with the principal. He had to run over to me and say "Happy Blogger! You might want this..."
The mass earlier that day was interesting. We got to sit in alphabetical order within our TA groups. My TA group always seems to be the ones in trouble or making a scene. Throughout the mass, we sat there talking and making jokes. When it came time for communion, we were all making remarks within our little group, and we looked up to see our TA shaking her head in disaproval but with a hint of "I wasn't expecting any less than you to be joking around". It's a bad habit, cause I tend to talk/ make jokes through out any catholic mass, however, in my head I'm not being disrespectful, it's just that they aren't going to tell me anything different at this point. In our gryffindor colored robes, things got hot real quickly-like. I felt embarassed because I was sweating so much under the robes, and I was barely wearing anything under it! Poor boys in there jacket/pants. Anyways, it came to the point in mass where we all got to shake hands, and I was almost embarassed cause I didn't want anyone to shake my sweaty hand, and then remember for the rest of time as the girl with sweaty hands. To my suprise, everyone else had super sweaty hands which made me feel 110% better about myself. On our way to lunch, we got a flat tire. Oh well.
Early I mentioned how I am in limbo. I say this because it's as if everything is numb, and all these changes in my life haven't really "hit" me yet. It's like I'm just staying a-float because I'm wearing a life jacket. Not swimming nor drowning.
Anyways, it wasn't until the finale of "WICKED" which I got to see twice at the Jubilee, when Elphaba and Glinda were singing "For Good", that I had a moment of "shit, I'm not going to see most of the people I graduated with" ever again and "Shit, I'm moving on with my life". I was drowning for a moment, but now I'm back to wearing the life jacket.
In all other news, Kate and William came and drove the Stampede Parade "backwards". I kid you not, Kate Middleton looked right at my friend and I and waved. I squealed and cried. That's not embarassing at all....
Just a fun little anecdote.
One time, I was at my aunt and uncles house for dinner, and we were talking about Will and Harry's daily jobs. They went on to tell me that Will is a search and rescue guy in wales. I then awkwardly said..."he can rescue me anytime..." It was one of those, "Shit, did I say that out loud?". That's okay. I still stand by that statement.
On top of that, I seriously envy my grandparents generation.
I want to be an old person.
Seriously.
honey pie, you are making me crazy
I'm in love, but I'm lazy
so won't you please come home?
-Happy Blogger
Episode 2 - A Bucket of Beeps
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