Jayme’s Graduation

Jayme’s Graduation

Well my family and cousins are off to Disneyland while I spend a friday home alone with nothing to do.  Working on the weekend sucks, I can’t do anything anymore.  Welcome to the real world Mr. Tu. 

Aside from that, on monday I had a great day.  I went to Jayme’s graduation day which wasn’t really a great graduation if you asked me.  She told me she misseed her graduation 2 weeks ago on purpose because she had to move all her belongings to LA which took sometime. Instead, she had a small ceremony, which was meant for all those who missed their grad.  Basically she just went in and got her Degree etc.  After that, we went to a graduation party held by one of the students.  Spent time there for an hour.  I met a few of her friends and some of the guys I’ve known who I hadnt’seen for awhile. It was cool for a little while.  I think she noticed I didn’t really care for it, so she grabbed my hand and we took the bus straight down to the Fisherman’s Warf and laid there together infront of the shore.  She laid her head on my chest and hugged me. It felt great.  We talked for a few hours then we went christmas shopping for eachother.  She bought me some clothes, and I bought her unmentionables.  It was 5 now and well her friends came looking for her and we talked a little bit but I decided to go home.  She gave me  her shirt she wore all day.  I was delighted to take it from her and will always keep that shirt by my side. She gave me a peck on the cheek which was good, because it was better than nothing. But anyhow, she’s moved back by now.  I still got her cell number, and now her apartment number also, so I’m guessing I’m suppose to call.  I’ll give it another week or 2.  But yeah, I was really nervous all day.  This was my first time seeing her in months since she came home from Europe.


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