I decided I was finished
I'm not supposed to name names, especially those who have other families and still like living secret lives.
A big graduation, for real this time. One of the ones that need to be held in massive stadiums and concert halls— we're all graduating this time, no matter the grades in the end, no matter how hard anybody studied or messed around. It's time to celebrate. I don't know what I'm doing after this, but I know that I got through it— that's something. No plans for the future, just going to do how I do, I guess. I'm excited. I've never graduated anything real before. That's not totally true.