last night i got sushi with carly and hannah and we had a really deep (not emotional) but personal talk and it was really nice and then we went back to carly’s and watched the documentary The Queen of Versailles and it was really interesting, i recommend it to all, then hannah left and carly and i looked through her pictures from her year abroad in Thailand and she tried explaining the relationship dynamics in her friend group and it was all too complicated, then i fell asleep on her couch
woke up and helped carly pick out her outfit for her interview/training day at Thai Spice (and she got the job yay) then i went home and spent a lot of time with my mom which was really fun (we made fun of people on tv and made pesto and i’m really going to miss her next year), then went to Z’s and we ate chipotle and frozen yogurt and went to OSH and then i had to leave to fill out stupid forms for freshman orientation
graduated yesterday and it was pretty anti-climactic i mean it was a nice ceremony and fun but everyone keeps asking me “how do you feel now that it’s all over” and it really doesn’t feel “over” yet. went to a seafood restaurant after grad with parents and sister and hannah and carly (who i haven’t seen in so long and i’m really glad they could come) and carly gave me a tile with buddha on it that she got from thailand and it’s so cute
came home and everyone napped for a while and my aunt called me from new york to congratulate me and we talked about next year and she told me good places to go to in chicago and how to prepare for the different racial demographic which made me think that this summer will either be really great and a period to relish my friends and home or it will just be a long stretch of boredom and anticipation to move on
went to andrea’s grad party afterwards and took a really photo of her senior picture surrounded by several bottles of booze and i thought that was pretty funny — good food, good company, all round good day/night
disneyland was fun, the group went through waves of good/bad energy throughout the day according to our blood sugar levels (aka whenever we ate, specifically churros) and although the bus rides were really rough, it was a really great grad trip, a good way to conclude the year with the entire class and the best part was around 11pm when manahil and i sat on the floor in the middle of the pathway in front of space mountain and watched (and yelled obnoxiously) in awe of the beautiful fire works and then the “do you want to see me impersonate a FIREWORK???” good times indeed
went up to berkeley to meet with the daily cal editor to arrange my work schedule but the office was closed and she sent me an email explaining the mixup but i guess she misspelled my address because i never got it so my mom and i ate at a mediterranean restaurant instead and then did a lot of shopping in the area
but i’m going back up tuesday evening for training and deadline with the staff and i’m very excited
today was our last day of classes and it was pretty emotional (mostly for other people but also myself)
during english, we had a pilgrimage around campus where we read our 60 line poems (in iambic pentameter some sort of rhyme scheme, i may add) about our high school experiences and some of them were really deep (suicidal thoughts throughout high school, being in the closet, peer/parental pressure) and some people cried and despite the pain in the ass it was to write, it was actually a really great conclusion to the nightmare that is AP Lit
in religion, we had our final portfolio presentation which also got really emotional because people talked about their spiritual journey throughout high school and how their past experiences (divorce, suicides in the family, depression, bullying, insecurities, to just name a few) have shaped their current view on religion/hope/the world and amylou pretty much had the whole class crying after her presentation and in the end the whole class had a huge group hug and i know it sounds cheesy and i normally would hate something like this but at that moment i felt a great sense of security in that class, and that sense of sisterhood that the school and faculty have been talking about these past years and it’s really sad that i have come to realize all this on the last day
partybarackisinthehousetonight:
pro tip: fill the piñata with absolutely nothing to prepare your kids for the letdowns of adulthood
(via connieisnotawhore)
prom was ok and afterwards we all went back to Andrea’s house and went into the hot tub which at first was really cold but then gradually got really hot that we began to poach so we all got out and hung out in her pool house eating the Trader Joe’s snacks that her mom bought us and it was really cute but i fell asleep around 2 (a good hour before everyone else) and now there are group pictures of everyone cutely smiling in their pjs and jackie was nice enough to include so i’m in the corner of the frame sleeping
we all woke up pretty early bc Andrea was going to BFD so we cleaned up all the mess and sat around her dining table and drank coffe and ate toasted cinnamon bread (again, thanks Mrs. Roseberry) and just had some simple small talk and laughter — it was really nice
I actually took a lot of pictures throughout the night (for once) because I feel myself getting increasingly anxious about forgetting moments and as i was driving home I got really sad bc in college we’re not going to be able to wake up and talk and then go our separate ways back home bc we’ll all just live right there which makes me think that i’m going to get tired of all my peers really quickly
