(Slither – Velvet Revolver)

Okay, so I've put off posting for quite a while. I wasn’t sure how good of a time I had a prom, so I wanted to wait awhile before commenting on it and gather my thoughts.

Overall, prom was an awesome experience. Even though my date was kind of gay at times, (being really social and dancing with everyone but me) but really, what did I expect? She’s really hot and knows like everyone at GE and wanted to go around and say hi. I really would have liked to spend more time with her, but what’cha gonna do? Either way, we went down to Navy Pier the next day and had a blast. Bob and I made some custom Friction 5 hats, Paul made a hat that says, “I hate you” on it. Michelle Avila got some hats, everyone had fun. Mine and Bob’s dates left early to go and get their party on or something… whatever. They didn’t really like how boring our group of friends really is.

Next, graduation… it happened last night. (Suburban Breakbeat – Kid Kranium [Mike Else]) The first evening time graduation ceremony ever held at Glenbard East, and we couldn’t have asked for a better night. Although a little chilly, no one’s spirits were dampened or anything. Everyone had a great time, girls were crying, guys were hugging, other guys were lighting up stogies… it was awesome.

Now I suppose I have to address all the people that have dealt with me over these past four years. (Let’s Just Make Music – Kid Kranium)

To the KLAN; Devin, Mike, Tony, Tom, Dennis, and Kyle: It’s been a fucking trip boys… but I would like to think that it’s far from over. We’re too weird to live, too rare to die.

Bob, Dank, Shannon, Karen, Jacques, Carmella, Michelle, and Leesah: You guys are some pretty crazy fucks. There’s no doubt in my mind that we’re going to continue being friends. Even though we all seem to hate Paul (who I’m getting to) at times, he’s the fucked up glue that holds us together.

Graham Heise: What can I say, you're the reason I failed out of Calculus. Asshole

Jim Huetson: I doubt you read this, but even though I’ve only really gotten to know you this year, I hold you up as one of my best friends outside of the Klan. Your words of wisdom and your great sense of humor are what I respect most about you.

Ryan Fraser: I only really got to know you this year too. You are a fucking badass man. Never change that. Your art blows my mind, and my load. We are going to get our bad going as well. That will all be sweet. I’m visiting your ass at U of I all the time next year.

Paul Sorensen: You stupid piece of shit. You came up to me last night at graduation and hugged me like I was never going see your piece of shit face ever again. Oh man, that was pretty brutal. Dude, you too are one of my best friends and I wouldn’t trade you in for anything in the world… except for like… a night of sex with the Olsen Twins or something.

Tim Hopper: Since fourth grade we’ve been drumming next to each other. Every minute of it has been a blast. After about 5 years of being about the same level. We then chose our instruments to excel in. You are a master of everything mallets and nothing will change that. Good luck in your big shit BIG 10 drumline and never forget the time I hit you in the nuts with a clear bell/xylo mallet in eighth grade. Oh yeah, and be ready for random unwelcome visits to your dorm room at U of I.

We’ve been on this road for quite a while; we’re all going to get off on different exits here and there. Maybe eventually we’ll meet up again and then have to be on our merry way. I hope to see all the people on this list (and those that I’ve forgotten) again and again. The road is long and feels like it has just ended, but it’s far from over.