So. I graduated yesterday, stayed up all night, and got a job today. And not much of it has hit me yet. I don't feel any different.
This is probably due (at least in part) to getting maybe 3 hours of sleep this morning.
Grad night would have been quite fun, if my (...) hadn't decided to show up. Painfully. When I didn't have Advil. The hypnotist show was sort of funny, in a way, but it felt sort of mean, like laughing at people who really couldn't help themselves. Which (except for Alex) I don't think they could. But it was ok. I was just that I was so, so tired going into it, and didn't get a chance to rest. But ah well. So ends my last communal activity with the Class of 2003, Redondo Union High School. And it still hasn't hit me.
And I'm hungry.