So plans changed, so I get to bring you folks a better update.

The graduation was boring. Too many graduates I didn't know, too many people to get a decent seat, and they stuck the graduates in the middle of a fucking FOOTBALL FIELD. It lacked both intimacy and a feeling of, "hey, my grad's kinda famous!"

Then pool. Pool was fun in indescribable without being a bore ways. The entire night had an interesting thing to it (for me anyway) because Nessa has a crush on one of the guys I'm friends with, who has a girlfriend. Part of me feels like a jerk because I'm apathetic, maybe even a little happy, at the idea of them working out, because he and his girl are probably about to break up for reasons they can't control anyway. Part of me's just rolling with that take on it because ... well, he and his girl are probably about to break up for reasons they can't control anyway. Plus, they'd be cute together.

You know. I know there was more to today than this and the guitar stuff. But, I can't remember it to save my life. So, I'm gonna just wait for The Boy to get online now. Gnite!

So tonight was The Boy's high school graduation, and let's just start off with the obvious part of what made this night awesome for me. I am so proud of him! It hadn't quite hit me before when he was like, "yay I finished my credits," but seeing him walk tonight, and just knowing how happy he was ... I am so fucking proud of him!

Then, I got to meet his mom. Which I didn't except to happen at all because they are very estranged. It's not my business to splurge on the details of what happened there but ... yeah. But I know that despite the awkward quality to it, that he was really happy to see her there. And the funny thing, is I happened to sit right by her, and the moment I took one look at her, I went, "that's his mom." Family's funny like that, isn't it?

And then the part that was just so evil yet fun for me. So, Kalee. I've mentioned her. We were friends. Best friends. Now we aren't. Partly she's in constant need of attention, partly she takes some sort of pleasure in cutting people down, partly she feels my being with The Boy is abandoning her because I prefer his company to hers. So there's been minimal attempts to keep a connection going between us for the last say year, but her allowing my at the time boyfriend to try to make moves on her, and allowing him to try to kill our friendship ... well, we'll say he succeeded in a straw-that-broke-the-camel's-back sort of way.

So she's taken up singing. Odd, coming from a girl who used to underhandedly compliment me, someone with full on interest in music (and singing) as a lifestyle, with, "well, at least your voice is better than mine." And she bragged last night about how she'd be opening with the National Anthem. And then tonight, she ... butchered the shit out of it. And the entire graduating class of '07 laughed throughout her entire performance.

And my friend David, aka The Ginger, who I absolutely freaking love to death like a soulless brother, said to her face, "Well, if you weren't so nervous, your voice would have cracked less, and ... if you had any singing talent at all, you'd have done absolutely fine!"

I really shouldn't be so happy dance-y about that, but ... I just love the whole karma slap to the face aspect of it.