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alright so not to horribly brag about my life but
for the reference, and i will NEVER say this again to anyone via face or internet, but it is so wonderful to spend four years at interlochen and not get screwed out of ever recieving an award at honors convo. just knowing that delp even remotely respects my existance and/or writing abilities was a high akin to crystal meth/cuddling with puppies, and having my entire family there didn't hurt one bit. fuck graduation, they could have just given me a post it that said DELP LIKES YOU NOW GO HOME and i would have been equally elated.
graduation did feel incredible, if that indicates anything about my hyper-anal scholastic tendencies. but mostly, i just love being home--love graduation presents, love $700 in checks just for sending invitations to my parent's rich friends, love driving in my shitty car and knowing that it if it explodes in the middle of the highway i'll have the triple A premium for once.
i am currently typing this on the first new computer i have owned...ever, and it is a beautiful powerbook G4 named Penelope to boot. I am listening to Penelope's soulmate, an Ipod photo named Popadopoulis, and if it were not completely batshit to name your first credit card, suffice it to say that Visa is the third member in their glorious polygamous union.
out my window are two beautiful new greyhound doglets, peter and tigerlily. in my head is !!! and on my phone are three ignored messages from an ex that doesn't deserve me. tommorrow i'm getting my hairs did and my teeth cleaned and my future job VANQUISHED like the viking queen that i am. at least for now, i do not particuarly miss interlochen, or anyone for that matter.
for the reference, and i will NEVER say this again to anyone via face or internet, but it is so wonderful to spend four years at interlochen and not get screwed out of ever recieving an award at honors convo. just knowing that delp even remotely respects my existance and/or writing abilities was a high akin to crystal meth/cuddling with puppies, and having my entire family there didn't hurt one bit. fuck graduation, they could have just given me a post it that said DELP LIKES YOU NOW GO HOME and i would have been equally elated.
graduation did feel incredible, if that indicates anything about my hyper-anal scholastic tendencies. but mostly, i just love being home--love graduation presents, love $700 in checks just for sending invitations to my parent's rich friends, love driving in my shitty car and knowing that it if it explodes in the middle of the highway i'll have the triple A premium for once.
i am currently typing this on the first new computer i have owned...ever, and it is a beautiful powerbook G4 named Penelope to boot. I am listening to Penelope's soulmate, an Ipod photo named Popadopoulis, and if it were not completely batshit to name your first credit card, suffice it to say that Visa is the third member in their glorious polygamous union.
out my window are two beautiful new greyhound doglets, peter and tigerlily. in my head is !!! and on my phone are three ignored messages from an ex that doesn't deserve me. tommorrow i'm getting my hairs did and my teeth cleaned and my future job VANQUISHED like the viking queen that i am. at least for now, i do not particuarly miss interlochen, or anyone for that matter.