Commencement Crap

So, I finally admitted to my mom today that I had yet to buy my graduation announcements because I couldn't fathom spending nearly $100 dollars for a set of 25. Granted it was my parents' money...but still. You see, it take like 4-6 weeks for the announcements to be mailed to you, so I was worried she'd be upset. On the contrary, she was pretty chill. She said that she didn't really like the idea of mailing them out and making everyone feel obligated to send money, so we're going to do things a little less traditional and a little more personal.

I was also asked what I wanted for graduation - I didn't have the heart to say I wanted that $300-$400 "exercise" pole that spins freely in either direction. Oh man, I will save up for that one day. Instead, I played the conservative and just said I wanted to live at home for free until I figured out my next step...which then begged the question: what are your plans after graduation?

Umm...good question mom. I told her most of the prospects I wrote in my earlier post - aside from the pole dancing classes of course. One day I'll have to break down and inform her of my dream to teach pole dancing, but probably not while I'm living under her roof.

I know...boring, boring, boring...blah, blah, blah...and yet, this is what my life has come to. I wish I could just take off, but my parents have never done anything horrible enough for me to repay them by vanishing and causing them pain. Sometimes I wish I wasn't so considerate.