beginning

the end is a new beginning.

i guess the graduation night marked the end of the school year, the end of the mad rush that slowly eases into these idle days.

the grad night was ok. boring dinner, a blur of people who look the same, average food, time that passed too fast.

i tried to think of anything significant about the night, but only could remember people drinking too much and end up acting really weirdly, if not foolishly. it's almost funny. i can never understand the need to drink excessively on a special occasion because, when u wake up the next day, the day before becomes a haze, and all you have left to commemorate is an aching head.

maybe we talked a lot, the gossip, happenings, and could-have-beens. talked about the past year, retold stories, not sleeping.

maybe its disappointing that on this one night, i didn't let loose. didn't drink too much or rather, at all. didn't do anything stupid, and only got a headache for not sleeping.

sadly, all i that i can hold on to for this one night, is not fun, but funny memories.

so i think i need a change.