May. 9th, 2004

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Happy Mother's Day to the mothers and mothers of those on my flist. ::hugs::

And now for ramblings of the day.

I don't want to have a graduation party.

I don't want to have it at the church, I don't want to have it at home or at my grandma's house -- I don't want to have one. As in, at all. I don't really know why. I mean, in my head I know it makes sense, to have a place where people can congratulate me on graduating high school and give me money my accomplishments... but I don't really feel like it's that big of an accomplishment. I don't feel like it's an end to be celebrated, just a stepping stone. I have so much more that I want to accomplish that it seems silly to celebrate now, sort of like putting the cart before the horse.

I know that must sound overly patrician and snotty, but it's how I feel. I don't have a degree yet, I have a diploma. I haven't gotten into film school or BADA or AMDA. I don't have a Golden Globe, SAG Award, or Oscar on my dresser.

...and I really don't want to be in a large group of people who are related to me. I don't do well in those sorts of groups.

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