fifth illusion [text]

[centiflora_x]

Has anyone ever written a graduation speech before? ... Most of my upperclassmen are graduating this year. I was asked not long before I came here by the Principal if I would give a speech.

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[eroslegy]

（　she replies not so much because she knows what any of this means, but because it's text, making it one of the very, very few things she can actually understand on the network.　）

graduation from what

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[centiflora_x]

The school I attend, back home.

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[eroslegy]

oh you attend school

thats really unusual congradulations

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[centiflora_x]

Is it? [Okay she's admittedly the youngest student at Al-Revis but she's pretty sure that's not what Hungary means.] Thank you.

[ridingabicycle]

Hmmm... No, but they might ask my best friend to do it for our class.

[centiflora_x]

Really? So you are graduating soon, back in your world?

[ridingabicycle]

Yes! And my best friend is very popular.

[centiflora_x]

I see... congratulations. My friends are all in the same workshop as I am; most are graduating this year.

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[peopleware]

[Ah, what the heck. She's bored, she'll bite.]

I have.

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[centiflora_x]

You have? What did you write about?

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[peopleware]

Boring things. That is what the speech required of me. Things that don't really matter, or things that don't matter to those listening. It was a report of sorts, of both my accomplishments in my past years and subsequently, what I have offered to the school. ["Boring things. Things that I could care less for."]