| CLASS OF 2005!
Happiest night of my life... or one of them anyway. The day when I learned that graduations aren't about saying goodbye, they're about remembering, about celebrating the highlights, forgiving all the shadowy bits, about smiling through your tears (and smudged eyeliner *I hate Justin =P), and marathon photo taking =). The number of times I've taken pics with people 'for old times' sake' is just exhausting.
While I write this there is a very distracting ad telling me about a new spongebob screensaver... just as I was getting bored of the one I have (it makes annoying *bloop bloop* noises like bubbles in an aquarium).
So many times we thought no one could remember, or rather, was gay and sad enough to remember, all the old times. It was pleasantly surprising, therefore, to find that the most unexpected people remember the most unexpected things. Henry, I'd almost forgotten that I met you at Ocean Park. And there are only 2 things that are still the same about you now - your fondness of da gei and of... well, you know.
To think that I was once the same height as Roland. Or at least, we were similar enough in height to dance together. Now - I'm wearing heels n he has to bend down to put his chin on my head. Life is unfair!!! Mr. Tall and Little Miss... I don't know... Jealous?
I'm not so good with words, with expressing myself, but I think I wrote in that note exactly what I wanted to say... might have left out a few parts due to the fact that there were so many things to say, some bits spilled out of my memory. And all night I tried to avoid you, to avoid feeling totally embarrassed. It meant the world (life, the universe and everything) to have heard you say what you did; I thank you. You truly are someone to be admired.
Hmmm... what else? My new flame left early =( as did the old one (yeah THAT one, the one who has a piano exam in a couple of hours and didn't know the features of classical music and thought Handel was a romantic composer until last night, I won't forget to mention you bb)... but not without meeting my parents first. I think my dad liked the looks of you, I mean, not that he thought you were hot or anything (God forbid), but at least he got a good impression (stress: I THINK). And Sandra got her pic =D the one she will stare at for the rest of eternity...
Thanks, everyone, for a great night. There were countless times when I wished I could be somewhere else, someone else, but it's true - no matter what, when it comes right down to it, I wouldn't have changed anything. Countless times when I thought "Man I just wanna get away from [insert name of any person I have found annoying over the past 7 years]" or "Why can't my year just do things right?", but I couldn't have chosen a better group to accompany me on this rollercoaster-ish, ferris wheel-ish ride. And Bosco - thanks for sitting right next to me, holding my hand through all the scary bits. The day I found you was, well, the day my life began =P. Oh, but just so I won't sound like I'm dissing whoever's choice it was to name the evening 'Commencement'... This truly is just the beginning, guys. I wish you all the best of luck (and much love).
- peace out - |
