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Saturday was graduation and it was fun. But at the same time sad.
We had to get there at fucken 9:00, ridiculous, why so early? I have no idea. Anyway, then we lined up, i was in between Janine Tildon and Will Satero. The grad. started at 9:30, George, Randy and my parents werent too keane on that, as some know, the Turner family are not morning people and are almost always late but surprisingly they werent Saturday.
Anyway, as i was standing there waiting to walk in the autitorium (spell?) I saw Jamie and Imar kiss and at the corner of my eye Patrick trying to get my attention. I had a moment, i was like "wow, this is it, huh?"
So the graduation started, as we were walking down my mom smeared the camera in my face and took like a thousand pictures, the administration and Mr. Taylor talked and then the valdictorian and saluditorian talked (Miss Trista Kent and Jim Quinn) this was quite possibly my favorite part because Jim Quinn, saluditorian of our class actually said this is bananas in his speech, but as a joke...that was it for me. Me and Patrick looked at each other and just started laughing.
After the graduation, i went back to my place with the family, we took pictures then i headed over to Kevin Carlson's who had the big shindig and it was awesome. I didnt get drunk which is weird (aha) but there were some, not gonna say who but it was funny.
Today's actually the first day since graduation that im home because so much has been happening so i finally get to update. It's been a trip, i cant believe it's over. You all at Robertson have impacted my life no matter what our status was or if we were friends of not. You all rock, congrats class of 2005.