The One Where She Finally Graduates.

I graduated. Yay for me and the grads of 2006. May your life be swell and merry.

Saw a bunch of people. Said a bunch of words. Took a bunch of pictures. Fun.

The thing about graduations is that you forget that you are graduating because you’re too busy to look good in front of the camera. You want to look back and see that you smiled when you graduated among great friends and great teachers so you forget all other emotion other than happiness - even if it’s only skin deep. You pose for pictures, that is all that graduation ceremony really is.

Which is why I forgot that this is the last time I would be seeing most of those people or at least, I won’t be seeing them in a long time. This is the moment where I might cry but I don’t because i can’t or because it still hasn’t hit me yet. It took me a month last year for reality to sink in and i don’t expect anything less now. If anything, it’s just a hollow feeling.

If I learned anything in the last year is that people never really leave our lives unless we want them to, unless it’s meant to be, unless we chase them out ourselves through our tests for proof. So really, if I don’t see you ever again then chances are we both never wanted to in the first place and neither of us cared. No one needs to pretend.

And if we truly would miss each other and want to be there for each other, I like to believe that we’ll find our way through miles of ocean and land, through the static, through slow expanses of time to connect and collide. The friends you make will find their wings somehow and when they do, you’ll see them again. I’m sure of it. Fate has a way or I’m just naive enough not to believe otherwise. I’ve got proof if anyone wants it.

So say your goodbyes and your imissyous and keepintouches because if both of us truly cared, I’ll see you again and this is not the end.