So, the long awaited, much anticipated weekend is over. I have trouble with things ending. It isn't so much the school ending that makes me sad, I am just sad that the weekend is over. My family is amazing. Really. I mean, they have their problems, but they are amazing to me. I had NINE family members attend the ceremony. That's amazing to me. And the next day, I had a ton more people show up for my party. My sister flew in from Georgia, for $750, to see me graduate. Sigh. The fact that this all happened makes me happy and sad, of course. I know this is supposed to be about being grateful that everyone came, but I am just so happy that I got to see my sister. I miss her so much. Last night she slept in my room, and now it still smells like her perfume in here. Sounds creepy but it isn't.
I had a great weekend. Couldn't have been much better, really. I just wish it wouldn't have had to end.
got the 'after party' blues.