As We Go on, We Forget Shit......

Luckily that stupid ass song "Hi C - The Graduation Song" wasn't played at my graduation, I fucking hate that song. I'm not going to remember a single one of those people from highschool. I may keep in contact though with the guys from my ROP for Video Game Development, but not the high school. I mean I was 3 years on independent study so I don't know anyone from the high school.

ANYWAYS, I did graduate a few days back (like friday), and for not having been on the actual campus for 3 years I was surprised when a my friend Archer from when I was in school Freshman year recognized me. He even remember the TamPen and still thinks it was the funniest thing we ever did.
Well last year at my sister's graduation a friend of hers went streaking in a man thong with a parrot head attached to the front BEFORE getting his diploma (why? She says he said he just had to do it "now"). Well that incident caused a shit storm of clauses for MY graduation. All during practices they kept telling us "Don't bring any air-horns, silly-string, beach balls, blow-up dolls, or alcohol". They really wanted us all to just sit there and be quiet (not that it worked...) and all during practice we were "supposed" to keep doing walking in and such till we got it right. But we only ever walked in once then left and walked in and were done for the day. We did this 3 days in a row and NONE of us got it right the first time, people were standing out of line, moving to other rows, nazi walking (ok just me and Archer cuz it was funny).
Back to the actual graduation though... at the graduation all the grads were standing at the gate when a grad came in with a bag of 400 marbles. He told everyone to take a marble and when we were up to get our diploma and shake the prinicpals hand to give him the marble. Most people asked "but, why?" and he told us "well what is the principal going to do with 400 marbles in the middle of the field?". Good Plan, so everyone took a marble. When my turn came up to get my diploma (or rather a booklet to hold the diploma, we all had to get our diploma's later from a stand in the back) I handed the principal my marble as I shook his hand, and he looked at me smiled and said "Well, thank you to you too". Then you could hear him put the marble in his pocket along and I could hear the whole bag practically moving around in his pocket. GOOD STUFF, my sister had a streaker and we weighed the principal down with glass balls.
Well that's not all I did but the teacher wouldnt call it out. Some grads would write a little alias near their name card when they went up to get called, like "Meatball" or "The One and Only blahblah" and this one guy teacher would actually read them off like that over the loudspeakers. So on top of my name I wrote down "Your Lord and Master" (It's a Foamy quote I know, no I don't watch a lot of Neuroticallyours, I just liked that signature), but I had a female teacher and she just looked and me and laughed and told me "nice try". Stupid cunt..... ^_^

This is a pretty long post,


Hi Steph o.O