Graduation week is really something.
All the young, unspoiled people with white hats, smiling through their tears. (Except for Maria, she didn't cry. Which she pointed out several times to me and Charlie.) All the big trucks, the loud music, the hoarse voices screaming happiness and relief. And not to mention the alchohol. My God, a more legit time to be drunk of your ass is unheard of.
Congratulations, all you newly grads! Take your time to be unemployed and live a little. That way you'll enjoy working a lot more. ^^
Today I'm gonna sort my closet, have coffee with Paula an speak with my tattooer.
Tonight it's Charlie time! <3