Graduation: Epilogues and Prologues

Before Graduation:
It started out with a gloomy haze throughout the bus ride, emotionally and physically.
I took a picture.
I'm going to miss seeing the Ho's waiting there and then follow them would be suk and sandy, and occasionally the Tran's if they were late and Ken isn't driving.
Well then, we roll on.
Listen music through my PSP during the bus ride to school listen to "Up In The Air" by Dumbfoundead for a majority of the time because it really hits me, the mellow beat with the inspirational lyrics. I'll fly higher then I've never been.
Upon getting to school, I wait for my sister to open the Asian room's door.
Got in with only my yearbook and my PSP and started to reminisce.
The calm before the storm.
Josephine asks if I wanted to go to VONS; I couldn't refuse, I don't want to refuse. Very touched by that middle Ho, I'll miss her dearly.
Bell rings. No one moves, no one wants to move.
Disheartening moment with no one wanting to go to graduation rehearsal.
We were all in denial with the time.
Hatred stirs with the help of the idiotic classmates of mines; no respect, and not worthy to graduate with me on stage. Those bendejos.
Rehearsal ends; Yearbook signing time.
The realization of graduating clouded my mind; sorry to those who I have wrote in their yearbooks, I just sat down and wrote from a drunken heart.
1 hours of tennis followed by 4 hours of smiles. 30 minutes of unbelievable laughter; left my mark.
Henry drives home in his white Toyota Camry. Jack going shotgun, Sidney and me in the back seat. I enjoyed the ride very much.
Got home and got ready, the forgetful-ness of my parents irritates me, I wonder how they'll survive on their own when I'm off at Irvine.
Jack rode along in our red Toyota Sienna CE, I love that guy.
We arrive in front of the auditorium, seeing all those people in red gowns and red hats makes me feel proud to being graduating with school colors.
We catch up with each other, making last minute congrats and maybe farewells.
Henry loses both his tassels, poor guy.
We then March.
The Storm.

After Graduation:
First thing after the hat toss, I try to look for her to take a picture with.
No Success; parents come nosing in.
My face went from ecstatic to mere enjoyment of the occasion.
Try to take pictures with everyone I knew that I am going to miss; Sad thoughts.
Damn it Amy Nam.
The flashing lights ends, the storm dies down.
I change into sometime more DGAF-ey.
Denny's: my mouth smells with breakfast; 11:11pm, same wish every time.
Never comes true.
Toy Story 3, failed. Gained a night joy ride.
Thanks Edward Lee.
Home.
The quiet after the storm.
Bliss.

6/18
Toy Story 3 equal Alvin in tears.
Potential regrets. Sorry.
I'm fine now.


Quoting the Yearbook: putting down the things people wrote to me that made a hit; anonymous of course.

"Don't be afraid to take♥ chances, try new things, be yourself always, be happy, & smile lots - Ohh! And please don't forget me..."

"Don't worry, I won't stop bothering you or anything."

"I want to never play tennis with you, never go to get dinner with you, never hang out with you!"

"Did you like the color I used on your name? Pink! So it can remind you of Sidney Vu! haha."

"I do remember that we've always been friends and always had fun. You're usually the firs person I go to first when I have a problem..."

"It's sad how you know more about me that I do about you."

"I'll miss your black jokes! haha! [: ♥"

"We're gonna girl hunt and we're going to let _____ _____ criticize every girl we see."

"..., wish you were next to me."

theres more but enough (: