THE GRADUATE.

My grandpa kept singing that song to me non-stop. The “Here’s to you Mrs. Robinsoooon!” And I was just like, “Are you wanting to inspire me to have a lesbian affair with a much older married woman?” And then he stopped. 

See. He looks displeased.

It’s me and my parents.

And me with the idiot siblings.

And me making faces at my friends who are juniors… Of course my mom took a picture and tagged me in it on Facebook.

Fuck yeah. Gettin’ my diploma like a boss.