Today was my last day of high school. I was happy. But now I'm not. I shouldn't be crying on my last day of high school. But here I am with my mascara streaming down my face. Now I have to go to work with my eyes all puffy and red, and then go to a dinner where I wasn't even invited in the first place.
Can't hate the '08.
But I sure can try.
Ciao.
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