yeah, so i know i promised i'd write about my feelings regarding graduation, but you should know i'm a liar by now.  i shall wait until after the ceremony to type out my feelings about the end of high school.

i drove out to the school today, to drop my graduation speech off with mr. reed, and the place was on lockdown.  i got there like ten-forty, and the one fat, bald janitor wouldn't let me in.  after silently wishing him head, i drove to lindsay's and dropped off my extra grad tickets with her stepmom, then drove to great wall.  got some vegetable fried rice and spring rolls in me, then drove back to the school at twelve when they let out.  kathy troop let me in, i dropped my speech off, and then cleared out my locker for the final time.  i also got my 8mm camcorder out of the television studio.

i got home, ironed my shirt for graduation, and then sat down here.

i also found a pack of pictures from cvs, from roughly two years ago.  they're from a murder if announced.  lisa, fallon, jen, jason, brian, and, of course, my lindsay.  there's also andy, audrey, emily, mere, josh, alicia...what memories.  i'm putting them in this wooden box reifsnyder gave me for graduation.

i came to the back end of the pictures, and realized they were taken at jen's party, the night of my accident.  i'm wearing my favorite red hooden sweatshirt in the one, the one the meds cut open when i wrecked my mustang.  eerie.