Listening to: Some stupid sitcom
Days til Graduation: ONE!
OH. MY. SWEET. BABY. JESUS.
I graduate tomorrow. Thirteen long, arduous years of tedious schoolwork and stupid drama and I'm finally going to be FREE! It seems totally surreal right now. I can't even really imagine it. I'll be going to college soon. Whoaaaa.
This weekend was pretty awesome. I was having weird dizzy spells early in the week and I went to the doctor and she said it was probably nothing. I'm pretty sure she thinks I'm a hypochondriac and probably doesn't take me seriously anymore because I've been in and out of her office way more often than a normal person should be and so far they haven't actually found anything to be wrong with me. But whatever. So I missed my last real days of high school staying home sick because the room wouldn't stop spinning.
But on Saturday I sucked it up (it helped that the dizzyness had more or less subsided) and hit up a couple of grad parties. It was raining really badly, but that didn't stop us from playing frisbee for a while. I was drenched. Then I went to the grad party of a family friend. It was the most awkward thing ever. I went with one of my friends who is also knew this guy through church. And he totally knew her and stuff, but he had no clue who I was. And there were only about 10 people there, so we couldn't even just blend into the crowd. It was really awkward.
Then I was forced to go to our last dance as high school kids. Forced because I wasn't entirely sure if my dizzyness was gone and I didn't want to tip over on the dance floor. It ended up being fantastic though. Steve drove me around because I didn't want to risk a car crash if my vertigo came back. He got rear-ended earlier last week, so he has a super cool rental car until his gets fixed. It looks like a panda and a car had a baby. We went out to dinner with some of our friends and then went to the dance, which was at this ballroom/bar combo. Obviously since it was a school dance, we weren't allowed to go into the bar part. But at one point, some drunk fellas from the bar tried coming into the dance. Our school liason officer kicked them out pretty promptly, but it was hilarious.
We danced forever. And ever. And ever. The DJ played whatever we wanted and danced around behind his set up in an old man kind of way (he was in his late 50's for sure). We even got some of our teachers to dance. Which was hilarious.
After the dance, we tried to go crash our friend's neighbor's wedding, but by the time we got there they were already cleaning stuff up. So we went to Perkins instead and ate delicious waffles.
Tomorrow is graduation. And the school-sanctioned post-grad party. And then Alison, Alex, Jess, Joe, Dan, and Steve are sleeping over here so we can go get $4 all-you-can-eat pancakes at Denny's in the morning.
How have you guys been this past week?