end of the line.

I didn't have the heart, today, to tell the ladies who have been making me the best veggie quesadillas for the past three years, practically every day, that I'm graduating when they told me to have a great summer, that they'd be seeing me. I mean, usually I would jump at the chance - 'I'm graduating' has practically become everyday words, like hullo - But it was all too disheartening.

The night before graduation, I plan to drunkenly belt out 'One Day More' while lying on the floor with a bottle of Carlsberg in my hand. It's an inevitability.