It's strange to live through September the 1st and feel nothing. Wait, no. It's not nothing. It's.. I miss it. I realize how stupid it sounds, I've just graduated and I miss school. But I do. Classmates, at least. Dancing. Everything. The morning was the hardest time of the day, sitting in a cafe and watching excited scholars all around. Later was easier, laughing with my BFF, shopping and enjoying pizzas with wine.
It's so akward to feel older. For the first time of my life I felt like I didn't belong there on the streets, like it was a kids' birthday party and grown-ups were not allowed. IT'S OUR CELEBRATION, GO HAVE A PARTY OF YOUR OWN.
Oh well. I will.