i'm a scattered mess, cant focus on any-one thing. overwealmed by being handed the clay of the world and told to leave my thumb print on it.... how about i try and smooth out some of these rough spots insted.
i walked across the platfortm, took my piece of paper that is good for one pair of wings... smiled at my family, friends, went onto party with my ex-classmates, take pictures with old crushes and soon passing friends. was inspired by the sketch artist working there, and was about as bad at bowling as adam was, so i didn't feel so bad.
anyhow.
i think it all really hit me on the bus on the way home at about four this morning > i've graduated.
sitting tall in my seat, the only one awake really, i truly felt .. older.
im ready. i'm ready. i'm ready.