man oh man, what to do. firstly i cannot fathom the fact that i am graduating. of course that’s come up before, everyone says, "time flies" etc but i was walking over to piglett’s house tonight and started thinking about times we spent freshman year on our floor. we played grand theft auto on conrad’s computer, or we’d go over to north and hang out in his then girlfriends room. i never really thought about whether or not i’d be graduating from here. there were the cool upper classmen who were not assholes and so became instant buddies. there was shawn the ra who always seemed somehow above us in every regard. tim downstairs with his girlfriend, they were younger, not married, and both had short hair. piglett would be drunk every now and then. i’d visit his room and he’d have that swaggering gaze that looks at you like an anchor. balance when the room is spinning. words laborious at every turn. "how did you know" he’d say with so much effort. "i can just tell" i said.
now i quickly come upon that date whence i’m supposed to get another piece of paper that licenses others to treat me like an adult. yet to that question of what next, i seem to be at a loss for the ability to exorcize all the skills i’ve learned over the last 16 years. man it’s late, more after sleep.
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