Wednesday, May 28, 2003

High school is over, as of today. Had some fun exchanging honks and middle fingers with heather on the way home. me, her and adam engaged in a musical horn ensemble at a stoplight, and the guy stuck in the middle of us was laughing like he'd never seen hyperactive teenagers before. it was slightly sad pulling out of the parking lot with all the teachers waving at us, knowing that i'll never be their students again.

i just finished dissembling my beloved backpack. minus all the patches and safety pins, it looks limp and forlorn, adorning the trash can. it looks so ordinary. for two years i've always been able to spot my backpack, anywhere, because it was so darn colorful. even the safety pins, which were originally put there only to keep my backpack together and not as a fashion statement like everyone thought, were familiar to me. if someone's skirt was falling apart, they always came to me to ask for a pin. it was useful. now everything is out of it, and im slowly collecting a pile of junk that i will no doubt be saving. like the note heather gave me in math class after graham asked her to the prom in music theory. my detention from senora barret. multitudinous notes from meghan, pictures jessi gave me, those lollipop condoms that have been in my backpack for months. i said goodbye to my locker today, too, A113. and a not-so-fond farewell to my hated calculus book. muahahaha.

tomorrow night is the award ceremony, the last one i will ever have to sit through. i wonder what i'm getting this year, aside from the voices award and getting called up for graduating with honors. i'd love to get the ap english award, but we had a lot of good students in our class...cross my fingers. other than that, i can't think of what i've really excelled in. spanish, maybe, but meg bonney is always really good too. i only get A minuses, she gets As. bio, meh, probably not, we were all smart there.....haha no hill awards....math not a chance in hell...oh well. i really don't care. we're done. little pieces of paper are unimportant. yet i have a memory of what must have been freshman or sophomore year and rae being upset because she didn't win as many awards as her parents wanted her to. then i saw her mom and she looked all annoyed. weird memory.

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