Graduated? Graduated.

I will be the first to admit I am in a foul mood. I know its bad. I wish I could be in an unfoul mood. I mean a lot of things have happened in this week that I should be happy about. First I experienced my very last day of high school. I will never go back to high school. Second is I graduated. I wanted across the stage and shook each of the nameless school board hand, smiled for the cameras and accepted the diploma. An accomplishment that some will never have on their resume. Then the all night party, a fun night where I hung out with all the friends that I have made over the past four years. I love them, they are the nicest group of people I have ever known. They accept me for me instead of me having to change who I am. I think thats a huge blessing for me to have this early in my life.

But even with all these blessings I am still in a foul mood. I wish I could figure out why, maybe its because of all the changes. Or its the relationship things that have been causing me stress. Certain ideas of how relationships work and how they actually work. An overly active imagination and a lack of communication. I want to text said person but he doesn't text me so in order for my pride to stay in tack I don't text him. A great stragety right? Course he probably is just going on with his life with out noticing. He probably doesn't even realize anything is wrong. Because I am a drama queen. When did I turn into such a melodramatic?
Bittersweet is a good word for the feelings that occur during graduation.

I hope I didn't depress anyone and I am not really looking for sympathy, I really just needed to get these feelings off my chest. It doesn't quite feel the same when I write it in a diary. I mean its sort of dangerous to put it up on the web but who cares? I am living life on the edge! Just kidding. Maybe if he reads this he will understand. Maybe..