Went to see Goose and Matt graduate tonight. It was very moving and it made me cry several times. Hannah made a brilliant speech that summed up her high school years in a funny and insightful way, I feel so lucky to know this kid (she made me cry). A few hours before the graduation Kitana, Tavie and I had a nice lunch with the Goose and viewed her stunning prom pictures. She and Matt are gorgeous, she in a red dress with polka dots and Matt in a creamy yellow sleevless shirt with his blonde hair pointing high into the sky.
Graduation....Matt in a handsome beautifully tailored suit, Hannah in an elegant black dress (small polka dots on this one!) Their principle gave a long and meandering speech, most of which I did not quite pay attention to (I'm sure I am sorry, but it was hot in that place!) One part of his story stuck in my mind though, he was talking about a bridge collapse that happened back in the eighties. As the bridge went down and cars went with it, one man was able to stop at the very edge and get out of his car to warn the others approaching. He tried to stop the next on coming car, but the man in the passenger seat flipped him off and then the car drove on, right over the edge and into the river. In that last moment of his life he will be remembered for the hateful message that he sent. It made my mind turn to a friend who has finally given up something she loves because of ugly gestures from another person. This person is so bitter and twisted that she finds joy in destroying things that she could just turn away from and leave alone. I know that she will also find pleasure in this acknowledgement and that I am feeding her need for negative glorification, but, for right now I don't care. She and her group of friends can take this and laugh and say 'Look I'm upsetting 'them' I fucking RULE!!!!' Fine, do so, laugh and toke it up and spend your time plotting imaginary revolutions. I hate what you did. I hope you find a great joy in your hateful gesture. I feel bad that I am even thinking about it when I was surrounded by such beautiful people, so full of hope and positive energy, but I think I will take that positive energy and use it to remove you from my thoughts once again.
Matt gave a reading that was moving and beautifully read ( I keep saying beautiful, but it can NOT be helped!) and there were more tears from me. I'm glad that they convinced me to go. I would have been most unhappy to miss this. I wish Hannah and Matt all the most wonderful things this world has to offer.
Sarah, I hope you come back soon.
Graduation....Matt in a handsome beautifully tailored suit, Hannah in an elegant black dress (small polka dots on this one!) Their principle gave a long and meandering speech, most of which I did not quite pay attention to (I'm sure I am sorry, but it was hot in that place!) One part of his story stuck in my mind though, he was talking about a bridge collapse that happened back in the eighties. As the bridge went down and cars went with it, one man was able to stop at the very edge and get out of his car to warn the others approaching. He tried to stop the next on coming car, but the man in the passenger seat flipped him off and then the car drove on, right over the edge and into the river. In that last moment of his life he will be remembered for the hateful message that he sent. It made my mind turn to a friend who has finally given up something she loves because of ugly gestures from another person. This person is so bitter and twisted that she finds joy in destroying things that she could just turn away from and leave alone. I know that she will also find pleasure in this acknowledgement and that I am feeding her need for negative glorification, but, for right now I don't care. She and her group of friends can take this and laugh and say 'Look I'm upsetting 'them' I fucking RULE!!!!' Fine, do so, laugh and toke it up and spend your time plotting imaginary revolutions. I hate what you did. I hope you find a great joy in your hateful gesture. I feel bad that I am even thinking about it when I was surrounded by such beautiful people, so full of hope and positive energy, but I think I will take that positive energy and use it to remove you from my thoughts once again.
Matt gave a reading that was moving and beautifully read ( I keep saying beautiful, but it can NOT be helped!) and there were more tears from me. I'm glad that they convinced me to go. I would have been most unhappy to miss this. I wish Hannah and Matt all the most wonderful things this world has to offer.
Sarah, I hope you come back soon.