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Jun. 9th, 2004 06:01 pmI wrote something last night, at nearly two am--I wanted to post here but couldn't get up the energy to start up the computer with internet on it....
The sign at Hogan's Laundry on 55th and 25th: “We extract all our dirt in accordance with the Geneva convention."
What can I say...a terrible whole lot, I’m sure, I just don’t know where to start…hugs at the end. So many people’s arms wrapped around me, so many different people I don’t even touch in a day—I must always remember how wonderful hugs are. My head got sore from trying not to cry…I did, at the end, when the diplomas were being read out; I was nearly crying when I got mine and Rachel’s name, strangely enough, got the tears going. And when the girls were singing—the song itself, so sweet and sad, didn’t quite make me cry; it was when Samantha reached over and grabbed Melody’s hand for the last verse, that made the tears come. They still do. It’s the little gestures everyone makes everyday to show how much they care, that I will miss the most…
Our ceremony was rockin’, though. So cool. What other class would yell “dipset!” as the cue to sit down in the beginning? Everyone’s talents, the piano, the singing, the cowbell playing, the music of all kinds; the speeches—Sonia’s four things to remember and Renee’s serious yet somehow still smiling inducement to change the world (remember the leaky pot). Melody’s speech, oh so beautiful (I told her I want a copy and I do, and if she doesn’t give it to me I’ll hunt her down and take it),and Nathan’s, so perfectly Nathan in a funny way that somehow still captures the sadness of the moment.
Afterwards it was such a high of emotion I don’t even know what I was feeling. I was so incredibly joyful and sobbing at the same time and I could barely talk. So crazy.
But the look on Scott’s face…oh, that is something I will remember forever. When Allie handed him her second thesis and he looked at it, and looked at her, and then went through a series of confused expressions during which he looked about ready to fall over in shock. It was gorgeous.
And Anneka and Charlotte came! (Thank you girls…so much!) And Alex showed up (after Charlotte left, darnit…ah well, later), and there was much catching up and chattering and hugging and wonderfulness.
And my dancing—which was good, very so much better than I’ve done it before—I got so many compliments afterwards I didn’t know what to do with them (feels good but also embarrassing…) but the best compliment of all was my entire class screaming when I finished…which of course we did for everyone but it’s an awfully empowering and exhilarating thing when it’s you they’re cheering for. Whooo.
Vanessa’s, where we hung out and gave backrubs and danced around and talked…(there is something else about this class: at the last senior meeting, when the teachers left, we voted to keep the graduation party at V’s sober. We voted. Am I the only one who finds this both unusual and amazingly wonderful?). I came home (it’s fifteen to two now) because I needed sleep…
There are two roses on the kitchen table waiting to be dried.
And tomorrow (oh, street law nerds) I am meeting up others at 3rd and James and we’re going to the courthouse.
Yes. We’re going to the courthouse. On a free day, in the morning, because we want to. Good lord…we really are hopeless. :)
(And then I get to introduce Naka to the joys of bubble tea—I’m so excited!)
One more thing to be done before I finish coming to school in bits and pieces (Monday to finish my comic—which is done and makes me joyous—Tuesday to pick up photos and my dishes I forgot, Thursday will be for fly-up)…I must write to my teachers. I must…to Glenn and Scott and Shauna and Mark and Emily and Renee and Sonia and everybody…to some to thank them for letters of recommendation but that will be included in the greater thank you which cannot ever be really expressed. They gave me so much, all of them…I figure the least I can do is write a thank you note.
And thank you to everybody. My classmates, whichever of them actually read this, I love them all…my friends in school and out. I am ending part of my life but the people I can carry over to the next part, changed but not lost. Never lost. I love you all.
Today I went to the courthouse...but we didn't do much. I sat around in the foyer for a while and then Rachel, Allie, Chane and I sat in on a budget meeting of the King County Council. I talked a bit to Councilmember Constantine, who has a very dark but rather wonderful sense of humor. (Rachel's on a mission to....I don't know, make him less gloomy or something. Go Rachel!)
Got lunch at Pizza Brava (why is their pizza so damn good?) and then sat around at the bookstore reading "making of" books about the LOTR movies. Met Anneka...we sat around at Yunnie's drinking bubble tea (you know, I'm not sure drinking is the right word when it's a milkshake and you have to chew the bubbles) and looking through marie claire magazine for fashion and sex tips. Whoo yeah, baby. (Um...)
Then we went to Twice Sold Tales and sat around and read books there. Hee...it was relaxing and happy. Naka bought Pratchett...yay! I got Carpe Jugulum, even though I oughtn't to be buying anything, no, I'm on a budget...(like a diet for the wallet? Only to keep it fat? Hmmm).
Must go clean up and put things away and write for teachers and email Sprong and everything else...summer isn't relaxing yet.
The sign at Hogan's Laundry on 55th and 25th: “We extract all our dirt in accordance with the Geneva convention."
What can I say...a terrible whole lot, I’m sure, I just don’t know where to start…hugs at the end. So many people’s arms wrapped around me, so many different people I don’t even touch in a day—I must always remember how wonderful hugs are. My head got sore from trying not to cry…I did, at the end, when the diplomas were being read out; I was nearly crying when I got mine and Rachel’s name, strangely enough, got the tears going. And when the girls were singing—the song itself, so sweet and sad, didn’t quite make me cry; it was when Samantha reached over and grabbed Melody’s hand for the last verse, that made the tears come. They still do. It’s the little gestures everyone makes everyday to show how much they care, that I will miss the most…
Our ceremony was rockin’, though. So cool. What other class would yell “dipset!” as the cue to sit down in the beginning? Everyone’s talents, the piano, the singing, the cowbell playing, the music of all kinds; the speeches—Sonia’s four things to remember and Renee’s serious yet somehow still smiling inducement to change the world (remember the leaky pot). Melody’s speech, oh so beautiful (I told her I want a copy and I do, and if she doesn’t give it to me I’ll hunt her down and take it),and Nathan’s, so perfectly Nathan in a funny way that somehow still captures the sadness of the moment.
Afterwards it was such a high of emotion I don’t even know what I was feeling. I was so incredibly joyful and sobbing at the same time and I could barely talk. So crazy.
But the look on Scott’s face…oh, that is something I will remember forever. When Allie handed him her second thesis and he looked at it, and looked at her, and then went through a series of confused expressions during which he looked about ready to fall over in shock. It was gorgeous.
And Anneka and Charlotte came! (Thank you girls…so much!) And Alex showed up (after Charlotte left, darnit…ah well, later), and there was much catching up and chattering and hugging and wonderfulness.
And my dancing—which was good, very so much better than I’ve done it before—I got so many compliments afterwards I didn’t know what to do with them (feels good but also embarrassing…) but the best compliment of all was my entire class screaming when I finished…which of course we did for everyone but it’s an awfully empowering and exhilarating thing when it’s you they’re cheering for. Whooo.
Vanessa’s, where we hung out and gave backrubs and danced around and talked…(there is something else about this class: at the last senior meeting, when the teachers left, we voted to keep the graduation party at V’s sober. We voted. Am I the only one who finds this both unusual and amazingly wonderful?). I came home (it’s fifteen to two now) because I needed sleep…
There are two roses on the kitchen table waiting to be dried.
And tomorrow (oh, street law nerds) I am meeting up others at 3rd and James and we’re going to the courthouse.
Yes. We’re going to the courthouse. On a free day, in the morning, because we want to. Good lord…we really are hopeless. :)
(And then I get to introduce Naka to the joys of bubble tea—I’m so excited!)
One more thing to be done before I finish coming to school in bits and pieces (Monday to finish my comic—which is done and makes me joyous—Tuesday to pick up photos and my dishes I forgot, Thursday will be for fly-up)…I must write to my teachers. I must…to Glenn and Scott and Shauna and Mark and Emily and Renee and Sonia and everybody…to some to thank them for letters of recommendation but that will be included in the greater thank you which cannot ever be really expressed. They gave me so much, all of them…I figure the least I can do is write a thank you note.
And thank you to everybody. My classmates, whichever of them actually read this, I love them all…my friends in school and out. I am ending part of my life but the people I can carry over to the next part, changed but not lost. Never lost. I love you all.
Today I went to the courthouse...but we didn't do much. I sat around in the foyer for a while and then Rachel, Allie, Chane and I sat in on a budget meeting of the King County Council. I talked a bit to Councilmember Constantine, who has a very dark but rather wonderful sense of humor. (Rachel's on a mission to....I don't know, make him less gloomy or something. Go Rachel!)
Got lunch at Pizza Brava (why is their pizza so damn good?) and then sat around at the bookstore reading "making of" books about the LOTR movies. Met Anneka...we sat around at Yunnie's drinking bubble tea (you know, I'm not sure drinking is the right word when it's a milkshake and you have to chew the bubbles) and looking through marie claire magazine for fashion and sex tips. Whoo yeah, baby. (Um...)
Then we went to Twice Sold Tales and sat around and read books there. Hee...it was relaxing and happy. Naka bought Pratchett...yay! I got Carpe Jugulum, even though I oughtn't to be buying anything, no, I'm on a budget...(like a diet for the wallet? Only to keep it fat? Hmmm).
Must go clean up and put things away and write for teachers and email Sprong and everything else...summer isn't relaxing yet.
