So this is the time of my life? I hope it doesn't end here. I think that I'm a misplaced 32 year old, I just got a bit lost and ended up at a highschool graduation.

Nevertheless I graduated yesterday. The rain came and the alleys turned to rivers ducks rafted down the street. Mr. Jobb thanked me for being perfect today, he's under the impression that I'm perfect because I've kept everything personal to myself. In a room full of intoxicated teenagers I must have appeared out of place in my quiet sanity. Years of being internal, to the devotional level, seem to have paid off.

I have taken a couple of things to heart:
One, I will never be afraid to try anything.
Two, we can all become royal in our own right.
Three, I can't sit idle while people are being hurt.

Fairy Tales was a nice experience. Being surrounded by so many people of "alternative lifestyles." The film, My Summer of Love, was not as great as I expected. It was basically exactly like every teen lesbian love story I've ever read. However, someone made it, and therefore I need to support it.

The worst thing about all this is that I'm terrified that I'm going to lose everyone I know.

That might be okay though, I'm falling horribly in love with my city. Something I never thought I'd say.

The future looks promising.