First of all, in less than 4 days I will be graduating from Erwin. This is such a crazy thought. I remember a year ago when Evan was emailing me behind my moms back, telling me that I just had to wait out for graduation and then we would be together again. Funny how things change.
Earlier today I broke down again. I was in my closet trying to put my clothes on their hangers, when I realized that it smelled like him. My entire closet reeks of him. I literally collapsed to the floor and starting hyperventilating. I tried to crawl out, but I was crying too hard to move from the spot I was in, and instead I just kind of laid in the floor bawling and trying to calm down for about 10 minutes. It was horrible.
But this is the worst I've done in a while. Mostly I do pretty well. As Michael and Trevor like to put it: "Eh, Shteff is a pretty cool guy. Kills zombies and doesn't afraid of anything."
I have a new kitty. I named her Lithi (after Lithium, and Alex totally guessed it when she found out. ) and she is absolutely adorable. She wont sleep unless I'm with her, and she follows me EVERYWHERE I go. She is the sweetest cat I have ever seen. And absolutely adorable to boot.
I also got a new Camera for a graduation present (Which Mr. Fullington stole at one point and creepily took advantage of..
As well as 90 bucks. So far. I sent cards to 11 people, and I should be getting some more cash back soon. Which is cool, because I guess I need to save up for a new Xbox. ...just fucking great.
Also: a few things I want to point out.
1. In class today, Mr. Fullington gave us an easy assignment. We were each to get a sheet of paper with a classmates name on it. We had to write one sentence about that person, saying where we thought their life would end up in 10 years. After you finished your sentence, you passed it back to the person behind you, and they continued on. Here was my life, as portrayed by the entire class:
It's 2018 and when we came back to graduation Stephanie Ray has become an esteemed writer as claimed by the New York Times. (Emily)
She has also married and settled down in a New York Apartment, singing on Broadway for enjoyment. (Ashley)
In her ten years on Broadway there is one story she loves to tell more than any other; the story of the night she met her husband. (Charity)
It was a strange night, that night she met her husband... (Megan)
Frankly, though, I was surprised that she somehow got on Broadway right out of high school... (Steven)
But it was actually her husband, renowned playwright John Von Wyclef Jean, who got her first job. (Cameron)
She then realizes her husband is gay and really doesn't love her, and instead is madly in love with Emily's friend, Neil Patrick Harris. (Juan)
Good thing for Stephanie, she is a polygamist and has 7 husbands in reserve. (Joey)
Luckily, Stephanie had her own private jet and can float off to the beach whenever she chooses. (Lauren)
She goes there to enjoy her peace, but then finds herself another husband, running on the beach with his shirt off and hair blowing in the wind. (Courtney)
She's a picky broad however, and has her 3 bodyguards hold him down so she can cut his locks to a reasonable length so he no longer looks like a tree-hugging hippie. (Me)
She also drugs and brainwashes him to think he is a famous producer, he writes his own movie called "Waiting for Guffman," and it was a complete flop. (Summer)
The End.
It was amazing, and I really hope we can do it again soon.
Just a few more pics I want to post before bed.
2 comments:
i think steph is a pretty cool guy, eh has hueg chesticles and doesnt afraid of anything.
A worthy tribute to a time-honored phrase, m'dear. :3
Hahaha. I love you to pieces.
Why aren't you here. :(
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