Going wild and crazy

Don't worry, I'm not getting a tattoo. Or do worry, because I got my belly button pierced ages ago. I had three finals today. Told the diner I couldn't work yesterday so I could study. As long as I passed, I am officially done with school and I'm pretty sure I passed. Well I have to hand in a paper tomorrow but I finished that today. Teachers are trying to tell people to not cut classes but it's not going to happen.

The assistant principal walked by me in the hall yesterday and asked if he'd see me at graduation. "No, I'm working," I told him. He got a very weird look on his face and then told me if I stopped by the main office and wrote down my address he will personally drop off my diploma. I gave Josh's address.

Hector came up to me and asked if I would blow him. I was not paying attention and instead of saying no I asked why, and he said to relieve finals tension. I laughed and said no and he said "You wouldn't respect me if I didn't go for it, right?" and I was like, "I can't imagine any circumstances where I'd respect you." I am sure he found someone else.

Ages ago, like before Christmas I paid the $10 sitting fee to get my picture taken for the yearbook. This entire year the only thing I spent diner money on that was just for myself and not my sisters was for the yearbook. I am so happy to have this. I didn't go on the senior trip, I didn't go to after parties on prom night (I had to work the next morning), and I'm not going to graduation. Even though it was a lot of money I feel like this was totally worth it.

This weekend Josh's parents are throwing him a graduation party on a boat that goes around NY Harbor. You know what I'm giving Josh as a graduation present? A present somebody gave me, because I got a giftcard to a fancy restaurant. I am going to wear a dress and everything.