Today... we graduate. I'm guessing that in about 3 and a half hours, I will be in high school! FINALLY! I've been waiting for this moment for the past three years of my life.
Everybody is saying how much they love Portola and how much they'll miss it, but I'll admit it--I despise the place. I am not the slightest bit sorry to be leaving, and even if I liked it, I know it's time for change. I don't miss it because I feel like the time I needed to spend there is over--and it is. But I've felt that way for a long time now, so even moreso, I don't miss the school. The people, on the other hand--a lot of them I hardly got to know this year. Especially the 7th graders. The people, I don't feel like my time with them is over. I can't be happy to leave them.
I'm leaving at 9:55, because my mother just barely went to bed and she won't possibly be ready to leave in time. Instead, my dad is dropping me off and coming back. Chances are, my parents will miss half my graduation. Isn't that terrific?
8:11 AMI just thought about. If I wrote a graduation speech, it would be something like this:
Over my years at Portola, I've grown to know each and every one of these people very well. I know their personalities, their appearances, and everything else about them. I've learned that I absoloutely fucking hate the lot of them, and that no matter how 'highly gifted' you are, it will never come to mean that you are a decent, respectable, or even tolerable person. I've learned that these people take pride in themselves. In fact, they take so much pride in themselves that they spend most of their days telling eachother how 'sexy' and 'hott' they all are. They have no trouble taking school photos, because they don't care what other people say about them--they all know that they are all the hottest, sexiest people alive, and nobody can compete with them--as well as the smartest. They know that they will, with their [for the most part non-existant] knowledge and looks, be able to lead expensive, cushy lives that most would have no choice but to envy. They know that are the 'best of the best' and can never possibly lose in anything.
Well, I'd like to bring these people to a reality check--you are NOT sexy, you are NOT hot, and you are NOT smart. Actually, the lot of you are actually rather ugly. The magnet seems to have an overload of not-quite-beautiful people, and bragging about how hot and sexy you think you are does not help, trust me. And as for your superb knowledge, you may have the potential to be geniuses, but due to the fact that you spend your time discussing who is hot and who is going out with whom, I'm afraid you've destroyed this possibility. I'm willing to bet you've dropped your IQs at least 20 points over the past few years.
[this paragraph not inserted because I'll insult people who may read this and care--it's not written yet, but if you care to read, I can write it]
It is because of all of these people that I will not "cry because it's over"--but I won't be smiling either. It has the utmost displeasing experience of my life to have shared it with people such as yourselves, and I will miss scarcely any of you. Unfortunately, though, most of us have another 4 splendid years to look forward to--and I look forward to these years as possibly better than the past three, because perhaps you will all be roughly knocked into reality. And take note of the word 'roughly' becuase it is what you need--a rude awakening that the world is not all happy and simple as your own lives have been up till now. I've heard you lecture the wiser and, in fact, much more intelligent 7th graders so many times on how thye oughtn't cut themselves because it is completely pointless--well, please, let me tell you. You have no idea why they do it, and to assume there is no reason is just further proof of your complete ignorance.
I have a question for all of you, before this is over: how many of you know anything about politics? By this, I mean seriously know--not "OMG lyk i thikn Jorg Tree is hour king!!11". How many of you remember, or even care, how the government works? How many of you think it's completely irrelevant and pointless? I'm sorry to tell you that is very imporant--your lives are determined by the government. And because of this ignorance, you're just giving them an excuse for more power.
Now, I've gone off-topic. But I hope you see my point. So, here's a big "fuck you" to most of you--and to those who I actually respect, congratulations to the few of you, not only for graduating, but for surviving with these people.Wow, that was long. I seriously didn't mean to get so into it... I was just joking, but I got pissed off at them all over again. Anyway, yes. You have my thoughts on all of you [except for the paragraph I didn't write]. Please, join fucking reality and get over yourselves. Goodbye.
Music: Styx - Suite Madame Blue
3:21 PM0.- GODDAMNIT IT my mum is walking around the house without a shirt! 0.0 Make her go away!!!! She's tired too, so it's the same as her being fucking drunk. DAMNIT.
Anyway, graduation was dull... but funny. Just because I was sitting between Murtaza and Murray and behind Chris/Grigory. Damn, I can't even tell you all the stupid shit they were doing. Yeah, even at graduation, they're total idiots. Anyway, I got about 100 pictures, and the ones my parents ATTEMPTED to take were totally sucky and you can't see them at all, because they must have been vibrating or something--they're so shaky. Admittedly, my camera is a little sensitive, but... they are ridiculously bad photographers.
Did I take any interesting photos? Well, Mr. B + Murray = total pimpage... I think my strangest approch was Aaron--"Hey, Aaron, lemme take a picture of our future president!"--and run away. I think I got most of the people I care about... Perhaps I'll just post them up for you.
http://www.jasmineonline.com/Photos/Graduation/Correct/index.htmlAbout the gallery: Click the photo on the left to see a scaled-down version of it; click the scaled-down photo for the 50% photo. Ask me if you, for some reason, want the full size [2048x1536] image--although, most of them are blurry. And some of the full-size images it shows [really 50%] ARE the full version--so sorry for their bad quality. The first 2 are as such.
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Music: AC/DC - Girls Got Rhythm
6:19 PMGahh... stupid rock stars... Tracii was supposedly going to be at a Brides [oD] chat today, and I'm there, and it was at 6, but he has not shown up. Damn him. And Shaun [the dude who runs the site] keeps calling him, but he won't pick up. >< I know I sound insane, but I'm actually in the chat, and they're saying all this shit. Surprisingly... there are two other people who are 14, a few 21, and the rest above 30. XD OMFG Tracii's there!! Gah. It's boring. 36 people, Scott can't get in because it's full, and... 0.- the album JUST got delayed a week, as in in the past two minutes. DAMN! Spetember 13, now. Tour starts sometime later, and APPERANTLY it's with Wednesday 13!! And they're doing BIG venues this time, like HoB--awesome!! Fuck, I definitely have to make it there... And now Scot Coogan is there!
Bleeehhh... that was... interesting... [although it isn't over yet...] And Wednesday IS supporting the Brides. *twitch* OMFG already obsessed!!! Shit, this will totally rock if I can go...
7:40 PMYESSS!!! WHOO!
Okay, so I asked Scarlet Rose about the Key Club date, and he [who? dunno] said:
all ages, probably will start at 7:30, ill find out when the creeps get back from their tour. YESH!!! This is so awesome. I swear I'll ask soon... And I should get everybody to come! Atira, and Stephanie, and Erny, and anybody else who wants to! Speaking of which--ANYBODY WANT TO COME?!!? It's be totally fucking awesome!! =D
10:21 PMSo the BoD chat ended awhile ago... It ended up kind of odd, there were only 3 of us, and the one was asking if anyone else was there, and I answered [Scot had left, that's why everyone had gone]... then s/he asked why I didn't say anything earlier and I said it was because I was 14 and I didn't really have anything to say, and s/he said how it was cool that I was a fan of the BoD [being so young]. And then she left. And then there were only two of us, and then I left, because nobody else [there were 5 other people, including the idle Scot] was saying anything... So, that chat didn't really do anything for me. =/ Maybe the next one, I'll actually be courageous enough to ask something BEFORE the entire chat starts discussing what their favorite type of alcohol is...
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