with all formalities at an end . . .
soundtrack: one chance; all in // thoughts: of some aspects of life
my formal photos are up. surprisingly, i took more photos (both of myself and other people) at tech formal. maybe because my dress was prettier at tech formal, and also $1.10 more expensive.
so basically, that was the end of my high school life. never again will i be with all those people, and our time will be just a figment of our memory. however, unlike most, i was not overly sentimental about it. i did not go around professing love for those i obviously did not love, nor did i tell people i’d miss them as i knew i would not. basically i’m just a very honest person. i never understood the need to tell everyone you’d miss them, actually. i wonder if the girls that said it knew it was a blatant lie.
that’s the problem with women; all this fakeness. sometimes i think i can’t even be sure whether someone is more real when they’re nice or when they’re bitchy. i’m usually inclined to believe the latter.
there’s also the false screaming, the air-kissing of the cheeks and the somewhat uncomfortable hugs which happens with girls that you know but are not great friends with. how come guys can shake hands, but when i reach to shake someone’s hand they give me a weird look? is there really a difference? i want a secret handshake too!