It would appear that I have finished school.
Exams: done.
Formal: done.
Graduation: done.
13 years of service (I did prep in Melbourne): done.
Everything else: done.
Right now there is only one song that comes to mind. It's called "
Doing Time", by ye olde MxPx. I feel a bit bummed doing another song-related post so soon after my last one (Only two posts! Wah!), but oh well. I'll just have to deal with it.
I remember times I hadSome were happy, some were sadMemories me and my partners in crimeThrowing up a thousand timesI got through it, I feel fineI went to school and did my timeIn a sense I'm out, in a sense I'm freeTo be what I wanna beFun was cartoons, SaturdaysFun was staying up past eightLame was tring to fit inLame was the wrong crowd let me inI got through it, I feel fine
I went to school and did my time
In a sense I'm out, in a sense I'm free
To be what I wanna beYou gotta stick togetherWith who you are and who you knowYou gotta rememberWhere you've been and where you wanna goI never did homework after schoolDid all the things I thought were coolWent out every Friday nightI still do and I'm alright!With the exception of throwing up a thousand times, and trying to fit in with the cool crowd (an awful lot anyway, I did try a bit I confess. Didn't we all at times?), I did all those things. If I was a super-nerd, I might say "w00t" or something. But I'm not, so instead, I'll just say formal and graduation photos to come, and God bless, ya little ratbags.
SEAN-O