"There's no point to any of this. It's all just a... a random lottery of meaningless tragedy and a series of near escapes. So I take pleasure in the details. You know... a Quarter-Pounder with cheese, those are good, the sky about ten minutes before it starts to rain, the moment where your laughter becomes a cackle... and I, I sit back and I smoke my Camel Straights and I ride my own melt. " --Reality Bites
Today is graduation day.
I don't feel any different, or as if I've accomplished anything and that is why I didn't want to walk, or draw attention to myself. As usual. I don't even know anyone I'm walking with. I'll be bringing a book with me. Etgar Keret's The Nimrod Flip Out. Maybe when I get my M.F.A. and have a publish-worthy book of my own, I can say differently, but right now, I'm still a writer whose last class in her schooling career was an earthquake class. Le suck.
I'm not expecting anyone to get me any graduation presents or greetings-- aside from the obligatory monetary donations from relatives whose names I don't really know, or know how to pronounce-- and it's okay because I'm used to it. I mean, it's not like I'm Quinn Morgendorffer or anything. Definitely more of a Daria. I don't really have many friends to get/make me anything anyway. If anything, I expect this whole graduation thing to pass by as hardly a mere blip on the radar. Like my life. :) I really don't mind. I guess.
Some commencement music, if you will.
Advice to the Graduate - Silver Jews
And so, a present to me. From me. In the form of LOLcats. And Ghost World.
Also I'm making myself a gift of a headband/crown of flowers (like this one on Anna Karina). Crafty handmade gifts are always best. I'm really excited about it. I'm trying to work out how not to make it too big and garish and overpowering, but delicate and pretty while still having it stand out. I think a lot of pulling off the look has to do with wearing kind of understated things with it, too.
edit:: So I actually got some congrats from my dollface of a coworker via Facebook (disguised in a demand for more baked goods)::
Aaliyah Eitapence: Congratulations on graduating! You are a shining star in the sky! And make me cookies!♥
Isn't she a cute little baby? This is all American Apparel wear, by the by. ;)
I was really going to be somebody by the time I was 23.
Honey, all you have to be by the time you're 23 is yourself. --Reality Bites