| That graduation party that I didn't invite anyone to. I don't think I could stand shmoozing another second.
(Kiara is bad at small talk)
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| So apparently I need to choose between biology and art. I don't think I can handle this. I don't think I could survive as a poor studio artist, but I don't think I can live without painting.
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| Woooo! I graduated, I don't really care. I think my apathy is genetic because my mom didn't care either. She didn't even bother going to her college graduation. So it goes.
I kind of wish I used this as my senior script now: "Kiara is full of lies. She also plans on becoming a fireman, astronaut, and starting a new religion which will have approximately 60 million followers when she dies at the age of 362." Too bad I wasn't so creative earlier. Mine was still the best though. I also happen to be ridiculously narcissistic. Hope you don't mind.
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| That who ever designed graduations hats must have been really high at the time. Can't you just see some old guys in 17th century Oxford saying "You know what would be really funny?" "What?" "If we made all those graduating idiots wear black squares on their heads."
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| Yay disneyland tomorrow. I don't actually like the place, but that doesn't actually matter!
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